So, the time for a haircut had to come, and it did, just a few hours ago and it feels pretty strange. I guess I have about a pound less weight on my head.
The haircut experience is always disturbing for me and today was particularly weird since I went to a new place, it's a spa for grown women (¿?) they serve you cold water and fruit and wash your hair before and after your haircut, not the usual barbershop treatment. So it made the experience bearable.
I hope the haircut serves its purpose: getting me a job, see, this is a pretty obnoxious country and an engineer its not supposed to have long hair and listen to (let a lone make) rock music.
So that's probably what an underdeveloped country is...