Got my hair trimmed by a lovely woman named Ayako today. Even with me sitting down in the chair at its lowest, she still had to stand on tip-toe to see the top of my head. In her broken English and my VERY broken Japanese, we established that I was expecting an akachan (baby) in Shigatsu (April). Ayako informed me that spring was the best season to be born and congratulated me on a job well done when I told her I was having a boy.
Unlike the hairdressers I am used to in the states who take off two inches when I ask them to take off a quarter of an inch, Ayako would only trim the amount I indicated between my thumb and forefinger. But then she would tell me how pretty I would look if she could just trim a little more. So of course I ended up with the two inches off anyway, but I have to say I felt much more involved in the decision making process.
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