Myself and John Degroote, a great friend, we walking through the village on Thursday night at about 11 PM. We met up with a bunch of guys from our fraternity and were hanging out in the upper village quad (behind Apt. B). For some reason I decided it would be both funny and a great idea to shave my head into a mohawk. If you ask me why, I won't be able to give you a logical answer. Anyway, a buddy of mine ran into his apartment and shaved it in the dark by one of the fountains. My hair is kind of afro-ish to begin with, so it looks pretty goofy.
Having a mohawk is almost like a tiny social experiment. Ever since, I feel like at least half the eyes in a crowd are looking at me; and the ones that aren't looking are judging me in some way. I was in an Arby's on Sunday and I looked back at a mother of two young boys. She was scowling at me. Anyone that knows me, would say that I am one of the nicest guys around, I don't do drugs, and I am devoutely Catholic. I feel like people would disagree with all three of these statements based on just my appearance right now. It's humbling, but very frustrating.
Could anybody post on the discussion board what they think about mohawks and judging people with them?
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