Stories: Elder Luna's Bad Hair Day
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| Missionaries live on a modest budget. At the time, each of the MBM missionaries was allocated $160 per month. With so little to spend, we were forced to various ways of becoming frugal and thrifty. We bought store brand products, the cheapest gasoline and caseloads of Top-Ramen!
One of the biggest costs to an elder is having to routinely save money for haircuts. Normally being charged anywhere from $10 to $12, and having to sometimes get two haircuts a month can be quite a drain on allowances.
In Great Falls, my companion (Elder David Luna) and I stumbled on a sure fast way to save money on haircuts. Dahls Beauty School was located near downtown on Central Avenue. With their beauty student inside, they charged a measly $5 per haircut. We learned this and thought it an excellent course to save money.
How do you want it? I found myself in a barbers chair, being asked how I wanted my haircut. I had earlier argued with Elder Luna that I was tempted to have the whole thing shaved off. Yet I knew this would be against the missionary grooming rules.
Can you cut the sides, and trim the top down a bit? I have obnoxious curly, red hair. Many a times during my childhood, I was mistaken for Ronald McDonald or Annie! If I dont keep up with it, I fear my hair will open up like an umbrella and drive people into a panic frenzy.
As she cut, I looked around for Elder Luna: I couldnt find him. The room was divided into countless cubicles, all containing a student and their respective human/guinea-pig. I was sure that I would meet up with him at the front counter.
All done! Satisfied with my haircut, I began to walk to the front to pay the cashier. I still looked for Elder Luna, as I proceeded to the front. I handed the lady a $5 bill when I noticed Elder Luna hiding in the corner.
HOLY-MOLY! I yelled loudly, WHAT DID THEY DO TO YOUR HEAD!
Elder Luna burst from the corner. His head was completely shaved, and nearly bald! He was jumping up and down, silently mouthing words. He was also using his hand, gesturing for me to be quiet. I didnt get it that he wanted me to shut-up but only continued: Look at your hair!!! What the heck happened to your hair??!!! I didnt know that the cashier, I stood beside, was in fact that very girl who had just cut Elder Lunas hair.
A week went by. Elder Luna and I walked into downtown one day. We passed by Dahls Beauty School, and I couldnt resist a comment about the recent experience. As we weaved in and out of pedestrians, I said: I still cant believe you let that girl cut your hair like that!
Elder Luna stopped and punched me on the arm hard. You idiot! That girl we just walked by is the same girl who cut my hair! I slapped my forehead for stupidity. I had now twice insulted this poor girl, and feared she would quit the beauty school in shame.
A few days later, we had a district conference. Many elders and sister were there, and we saw that another missionary (Elder Marc Lopeman) had a shaved head. Dahls Beauty School, huh? He nodded his head.
Noticing Elders Luna and Lopeman, President Chandler felt compelled to comment on the subject. I know you elders need to find many ways to save money, but haircuts are not one of them!!! |
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