Cut Me Baby One More Time

I got a haircut today. That makes ten in the last six months. It's not that I like changing my hair style, I just enjoy the whole beauty parlor experience. The smell, the conversation, the click click click of the scissors. The guy I'm currently dating says its more than that, something closer to a fetish, insinuating that hairdressers give me the heebie jeebies. He says he started shaving his head just to avoid having to 'waste' time at a barber shop. I think he is the one with a problem.