Why don't you tell me about the warmest haircut experience you have ever had?

I broke up with my boyfriend and ran to the barber shop in a rage to cut off my waist-length hair and shave my head. The barber brother seemed to see my heart, patiently enlightened me, and finally didn't give me a haircut. Now that I think about it, I am especially grateful to that little barber. Really for that love rat, I don't deserve it.