Flowbee

I’ve been putting of getting my hair cut for some time now. I have a hard time justifying paying for a haircut because my mom cut my hair growing up. In the early days, she used scissors. Then, with the perfect mating of vacuum suction, electric razors, and plastic height limiters, we entered the Flowbee Era.

Despite the Suck-Cut parody on Wayne’s World, the device was a great thing to have around. It was great fun for family, and was always a source of laughter. Just imagine seeing your aunt vacuum up your uncle’s comb over. Comic gold.

Anyway, after getting married, I started going to the cheapest haircut places I could. The cuts were lame, and weren’t worth the $12 I usually spent. I even let friends cut my hair at times. But this summer they didn’t come through. No one would bring down clippers when here for the Oregon Brewers Festival. So when in Yakima again for a friend’s wedding, I cut my own hair with the Flowbee. And it was good. Except the neck fuzz, but Michelle fixed that for me.

I’m so pleased with the cut that I decided to return the love. Thank you Flowbee!