As the chair got pumped up, Anne said “I didn’t change my mind, since our phone call”.
Right after she that, he turned on his electric clippers.
He titled her head down, and then the clipper blades dug into the ponytail at the base of her nape.
As the clippers dug into her nape, he said “I don’t get many women in here wanting such extreme cuts”.
A few seconds after he that, the ponytail came loose from Anne’s head.
Once the ponytail was removed, the rest of the hair jerked forward in a rough bob.
Tony held up the ponytail, before dropping it onto Anne’s lap.
Anne wanted to cry, as she picked up the ponytail with her left hands.
Tony began combing what was left of Anne’s hair.
Once he was done combing it, the clippers came back to life.
He used the flat edge of the clippers, held inverted, to even out her bob.
Small half inch locks began raining on the cape, as the he gave Anne a chin length, blunt, bob.
He spun the chair around, so Anne could see herself in the mirror.
As she looked at herself in the mirror, she said “that is a good start”.
Tony quickly began sectioning off Anne’s hair.
When Tony finished sectioning Anne’s hair, Anne could hear him rummaging through a drawer.
Apparently, he found what he looked for.
Anne heard a mechanical click, and once again the clippers were on.
With in seconds of them coming on, Anne could felt them vibrating at the base of her neck.
The clippers got pushed higher clippers up her neck.
Their pitch change, as they effortlessly chewed through her hair.
When he had reached the level of the tips of her ears, Tony stopped.
Then Tony repositioned the clippers at the base of her neck.
He started clearing another path, right next to the one she just made.
More and more passes were made.
Anne assumed the whole back of her head was reduced to stubble, when the clippers finally fell silent.
She wanted to cry, when she saw Tony fiddling with the clippers.
A different guard was snapped onto them, and the machine came back to life.
Tony put the clippers back where he had started, and continued to reduce Anne’s hair.
At this point, Anne thought it felt like they were much closer to her scalp.
Tony didn’t go nearly as high up this time.
He kept on peeling until he had once again worked his way around to her nape.
April hoped Tony was done with this aspect of the cut.
She knew that wasn’t the case, when she heard that snapping sound.
Anne could feel warm metal on her head, as Tony continued to work.
When the clippers were finally turned off, Tony said “how are you holding up”.
As Tony began to undo section of Anne’s hair, she said “I’m fine”.
Once all the sections were taken down, Tony began to comb her hair.
When he put the comb done, she dug through his drawer for a scissors.
As he looked for her scissors, she said “I hope I don’t regret this”.
The scissors were in his hands, when he said “it will grow back”.
Then Anne felt his fingers being positioned at the level of her earlobe, she said “it’s only hair”.
Right after that was said, the next thing Anne heard was the closing of the blades and the crunching of the hair being cut.
After he removed the bulk of her hair, he set the scissors down.
He picked up a clippers, and then put them directly in front of Anne’s forehead.