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TIFU by trying to save money on a haircut and now I look like a background character in a video game

I’ve been trying really hard to stick to a budget lately. Like actually tracking what I spend, cutting back on dumb little purchases, saying no to going out, all that. One of the things I decided to cut was the $30 I usually spend on getting a simple haircut.

I figured, how hard can it be? It’s just clippers and some blending, right?

So I buy this $20 haircut kit off Amazon, watch like three YouTube videos, and tell myself “you got this.” I go into my bathroom, clipper in hand, and within five minutes I’ve somehow managed to give myself a crooked undercut that looks like I lost a bet.

I try to fix it. Big mistake. Now I’ve got one side that’s way shorter than the other and some weird patch in the back I can’t even see but I felt it go wrong. I even called my roommate in for backup and the second he looked at me, he just went “oh no.”

I had to wear a beanie all day in 80 degree weather because I had a Zoom call and couldn’t risk showing up like a rejected Sims character.

So yeah. TIFU by trying to save money and now I either have to pay someone more to fix this mess or just embrace looking like an NPC until it grows out.

10/10 would not recommend DIY haircuts unless you hate yourself a little.

Tl;dr Tried starting saving some money on haircuts and now I look like a GTA San Andreas character

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