The next costumer was a real walk-in. No Bob magic before the guy entered the shop. It was a normal day – as normal as a day could be in shop where the barber always was afraid that a small little bell rang in the back-room, forcing him to do strange things to guys. Right now, he had one costumer in the chair. It was guy around 30, maybe 32, with thinning hair and a sparse beard-growth. The guy had tried his best to grow a full-beard but he looked more like he had kissed a hedgehog. His thinning hair was a bit dry and Bruce had tried to convince him to get a shorter cut, not by any magic, just because he thought the guy would look better with a shorter cut. This time he had finally convinced him to trim the beard at least. Instead of the sad beard, he got a goatee, much shorter, still thin, but much better looking. When it came to his hair, the client was stubborn and did not want it cut shorter. “One day I am really bald, so I want to enjoy having hair as long as possible!” He was sure, Bob would ring his bell, but he did not. The guy who came into the shop while Bruce was finishing with the last one, was kind of the total opposite to the guy in his chair. He had a bronze-toned skin, long hair with curls, black and very full, the hairline nearly totally straight, a very full, black, shiny beard and a lot of bodyhair. He was sportive and good looking. The other client paid, and Bruce offered the new costumer a seat and a coffee. When he had caped him he asked what he wanted. Instead of answering, he said: “Man, this last guy had been pathetic, hasn´t he? I mean, he had no real beard, what was that on his chin? Dirt? He does not need a razor, just a rough towel to shave. And man, the thinning hair, that was disgusting. I would get a hair-transplant if I were him. I bet he only has three hairs on his chin. Hahahaha. Oh and I want a beard trim, not to much, just to get it back in shape. Hop hop!” Ring, Ring. “One second, I just get my special beard comb!” he went to the backroom where Bob was waiting. “I will come with you, this guy needs to learn a lesson!” He had been afraid, the doc would say something like that. The costumer looked at Bob and nodded a greeting but seemed surprised that the guy was now standing right behind him. “ I just happened to hear what you said about our last costumer, that was not very polite. Not everybody can be blessed with a nice head of hair and nice body-hair. I think that was very rude of you!” The guy, Bob now saw he was in his mid 20, just smirked at him. “Oh come on, I will never lose my hair and as I said, today one can easily get a transplant. And when you don´t have enough beard-growth, just don´t try it. I have good Italian genes, so I am happy. I would do anything to fight against hair-loss, believe me!” Bob squeezed his shoulder. “Good luck with that then!” What a strange comment. When he wanted to grab the coffee, he couldn´t. “WTF, I cannot move my arm. What is going on here!” he screamed but Bob just smiled. “Bruce, No. 2, ok?” Bruce was surprised but grabbed the clippers. “All over!” Bob commanded. The guy saw the clippers coming closer to his long beard. “Don´t you dare to use that thing on my beard!” the guy screamed, trying to move. But he had no chance. Seconds later, the heavy clippers mowed into the beard buzzing off a good year of growth. The guy was so angry, the veins on his forehead grow to the size of worms and his face was read with fury. “stop it you asshole, what are you doing!” But it was too late, most of the beard was already buzzed down to a no. 2. No wavy black, shiny beard but a carpet of black, short hair was all he was left with. The moustache was buzzed down last, while Bob silenced the guy for a second. Afterwards he screamed insults again, but stopped in terror, when Bruce buzzed down his eyebrows with the no.2, too. Not much hair came off, as the brows were well trimmed and very thick. But then, the anger came back, stronger then ever. “I kill you. I kill you both!” he saw Bob with the clippers coming closer to his long shiny hair. When the clippers touched the hairline in the front and the first strands of long, silky hair fell into the guy’s lap, he screamed louder and louder. “ I will KILL YOU. YOU BASTARD WHO DO YOU THINK YOU A…” silence after a snip with the finger. With burning eyes and tears streaming down his face, he saw how Bruce methodically buzzed off all the long hair, leaving him with a head of velvet, black and super dense stubble that looked and felt like a soft carpet. “Bruce, we so kind and close the door!” While Bruce locked the door of the shop, Bob waved his hands again and suddenly, the now shorn guy was totally naked in the hair. His eyes nearly fell out of his head. He tried to scream, to move, to run away, but he had no chance. Bruce came back and grabbed the clippers the again. Tears started to stream again, as the barber now buzzed all hair on his body with the number 2. It took some time, as Bruce buzzed literally EVERY spot on the guys body, including his back, his bottom and his pubes, his fingers, hands and even feet. Then he went to the back-room and came back with a large cream-pot. Bruce started to smear the cream all over the client’s body, his head, his beard and his eyebrows, even on his eyes, so that he had to close them. Only seconds later, he removed the first strip of cream at his eyes so the client could see again. The cream felt strange. Bruce used paper towels to remove the cream from the beard – and with the white cream, all the black beard came off like a oily paste, leaving nothing but smooth skin. The client was so shocked. They did treat him with nair all over his body!!!! Paper towel after paper towel was used to remove the entire beard and moustache, a new one for the left eyebrow, then the right. The tears streamed again and all veins in the client’s body swelled up as he fought Bob’s forces. More towels for the chest. Towel, towel, towel, oily cream, smooth skin. Finally, the front of his body, from neck to toes, was super smooth, like a snail or a dolphin. Due to his dense bodyhair, now it looked like he wore a kind of white wifebeater. The areas covered in a lot of hair like the chest and the belly were white, not just untanned but like they had never seen the sun before, while his lower legs and arms had quite some tan. His face now showed the same effect, much lighter skin were the beard and the brows had been. Greyish at the same time as if the hair was already showing again. Bob made him stand up so that Bruce could smear cream on his back. He removed it shortly afterwards, leaving the back smooth, too. Now it looked like he was wearing a white bathing suite!! The client was forced to sit down again, the Bruce removed the cream from his head. The effect was the same. White, smooth skin with a hint of grey that grew a bit stronger over the next minutes. When Bruce was done, the guy was totally hairless. No single hair on his head, no beard, no brows, no hair on the chest, belly, arms or legs. Bob came closer again, patting the newly denuded head. “Ahhh, that is what I call a look for the summer. You should get some tan on your baldy…Oh, sorry , you cannot. See, normally I prefer my men MPB or at least hair- and shadow-free. For you, I have a special gift. You see the nice grey shadow on your head and where your brows used to be, and the beard? Nice, isn´t it. That’s the problem with very thick and black hair, even freshly shaved, the shadow is clearly visible. The funny point is – there is shadow, but no hair. Oh, you don´t understand it yet, but you will over the time. That´s how you will look from now on. Always a white dome with that heavy shadow, smooth to the touch. Everybody will see that the baldy is shaved, by choice one could say. They will see that you have just recently shaved off your thick, strong beard, your eyebrows and your bodyhair – even the eye-lashes. Everybody will wonder why a man with such strong hair-growth and no signs of thinning would give up all his hair and go for the look of the human snail. You can go into the sun as long as you want, there will be no tanning of the white skin, it will always look like you have just shaved it off. It will be smooth, always smooth. No stubble growing, no, never. Make-up cannot help you, it will burn and itch like hell. Hair-pieces? No option for you my friend, they will set your skin on fire, so to say. Caps, no? Same problem, I am afraid. No, you will show the world your baldness day after day. You will hear people say how strange you look, even ugly maybe. They will all ask you and themselves, why one would go for this look. You will find an explanation, I am sure about that. And to make the gift a special one, you will go home now, forget about your visit, go to sleep, forget about what happened, forget about all my warnings, you will wake up in the morning and TADA! Enjoy a hair-free life snail-boy.
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