at university, being poor.. and needing a haircut - i took out the 'ol clippers and gave myself a trim.. which turned into a buzz cut.  horrible.. not too bad though for doing it myself but just and ugly cut nontheless.
it got worse...
I finally allowed it to grow back, needing a trim i went to a barber this time.  "Might as well let the pros do it" I thought to myself.
So, i sit down and start talking  to the barber.  He was friendly and i told him the whole self-buzz-cut experience.  I don't think he listened very well though and started trimming.  I told him i wanted the sides cleaned up and the top to be left to grow, but trimmed as well.
"I didn't like the last buzz cut" i joked with him.
He joked back with something, but i just nodded my head because I didn't hear him - but i had already told him what I wanted done with it.
So, he's cutting away and I don't realize what he's doing because he has my head turned away from the mirror.  I started seeing big clumps of hair falling down, but I didn't say anything, because he's the one with the clippers and he's the pro.
Finally, he finishes up and turnes my head to the mirror - to my absolute horror.  He had taken the sides in (to like a 1) and had given me a FLAT-TOP!!
Holy shit.. what should I do??  I'm just getting over my worst hair experience ever and now I look like white 'Kid' from Kid and Play..
So, I half-laughed and told the guy that this was no good. "You HAVE to round it out or something!" I said to him, making the rounding motion over my head with my hands -- now realizing that he himself has a flat-top. I didn't want to insult the guy - he's the one with the scissors afterall.
so there I was, just wanting to get my post buzz cut puff fixed, left with a military cut - called "sargent" for the next 6 weeks; friends soluting me whenever i entered the room.
let it be a lesson to all of you