You get up and sit in the barber's chair. Pop tells you he will be back...he wants a beer.
You tell the barber that you want the crewcut. He drapes the cape over you, and puts a hot towel over your face and tells you to relax. You soon doze off.
You are jolted up in position signifying that your haircut was done. The towel is removed off of your face and you are facing Pops. He smiles a big cheesy grin.
"What?" you say, noticing that your voice is deeper...it has a small rumble to it.
"Look for yourself Gus"
The barber turns you around so you can see yourself in the mirror. The face you see is like yours, but different.
Your face is a little fuller, looking down at your stomach, you notice a small gut. Your bears stubble had thickened and darkened and you notice your crew cut looks natural on you. Looking closer, you notice that your hair at the temples has receeded and running a hand over your scalp, you feel the hair thinner on the back of your head....the pre-bald spot.
You don't really care about those things and you jump out of the chair, pay the barber and head out with Pops.
You think to yourself how your family members will think of your new haircut.