Hair Offenders.

Recently I had the displeasure of having my hair bar me from a job. Despite the fact that I didn't really care for the job, I decided to go on the interview just to see what the job entailed. I sat calmly waiting for my turn. The first person to be interviewed was a Black man with the standard hair cut for a Black man, the tried and true shaved head; complete with an impeccable line. You know the hair cut I'm talking about. NASA can't even get lines that straight! At the end of his interview the interviewer/boss told the young man he was to start on Sunday. I thought to myself, "Wow that is an ultra fast response!", because usually they let you know in a week or a few days if they are interested in hiring you.

Next up was a girl from Syria. I know she was from Syria because that was brought up during her interview. Her interview went on the longest, because her and the interviewer got into a heated political discussion about the ongoing conflict in that region. I used to work in HR and I know that politics shouldn't ever be brought up in an interview. I looked into the office at the interviewers face he seemed a bit flustered at the young ladies thoughts. I feared the worst for her… But then he told her, "Alright we will start you on Sunday!". Then he thanked her and patted her on the back on the way out. At the door he called in the next person.

Again I sat there, waiting and listening. The next person didn't seem completely there mentally. And this was also reflected in their voice and speech during their interview. Luckily this was also the shortest interview. At the end of the interview the boss said, "I'll be honest I'm not completely sure you can do the job, BUT I'm all about giving people chances here! You will start on Monday." That was really nice of him I thought to myself. I didn't have time to dwell on that thought long because I was next!

I walked into the office, and sat down. He looked up at me as I sat down, then spent the remainder of the interview staring down at my resume. He wasn't all warm and friendly with me, like he was with all of the other people he interviewed. There was no eye contact, and no rapport either. When I answered his questions he didn't really seem to care what I was saying. He didn't take an interest in my answers like I had just witnessed him do with the three people that preceded me! Then I found out why…

"So this hair of yours" he started, finally looking up at me, "do you think I should hire you with that hair?"

"What does that have to do with this job?" I responded.

"Do you think I should hire you with that hair" he asked back in a snippy tone.

I looked at him and said, "I don't know. You're the boss here…"

The Return of Skinny Kenny- UPDATES!

Kenny writes:

Hello again, to those of you who remember me from a long time ago. And pleased to meet you, for those of you who have no idea who I am. In case you have forgotten or never knew, my name is Kenny. But people call me Skinny Kenny. When last I left you, my neglected curls were hardening up and becoming dreads. Since that time my hair has continued to grow day and night. And I have continued to let it do what it will without much intervention from my part. I've grown to love my dreads. They are the best accident to ever happen to me.

In particular, I like how my dreads alter people's mood and interaction with me. Sometimes when I am going about my daily life, I feel like I am in some kind of secret club. Let me give you an example. Earlier today I was waiting in line at the post office, here in Brooklyn. As I stood in line, I watched the lady working behind the counter give some of the worst customer service I had ever seen to anyone who dared approach her. She would cut people off and send them away like they were small children, if they weren't 100% prepared. As the line slowly moved forward and I got closer to the service window, I started to think hard about what all I needed to send my box. But I didn't have time to dwell too much on such thoughts, because as soon as I started to wonder if I was ready, my time had come. I walked up to her and her anger melted away. She gave me a warm greeting smile, and said, "what do you need today little locks?". I should mention that she had very long grey locks tightly coiled up into a bun. She had probably been growing her's since before I was even born! I told her I had to ship a box to South Korea, and I handed her my box. She paused and then said I had the wrong shipping label and my box was too big. I cringed and prepared for a tongue lashing. But she said, 'it's okay here is the correct label, come back with this label and a smaller box and you come directly to my window and skip the line!' THANK YOU DREADS!

Now it is totally possible that my hair had nothing to do with this 180 in attitude. Maybe she was a racist... But I'm about 90% sure it was because of my flowing locks. And that is just one instance I have had so many similar situations in New York. People with dreads treat me as if I'm a long lost relative when they see me. It's a great feeling, one I'm proud to experience so often.

Surely I'm not the only one getting such positive treatment from other dread heads??

Hair Crushes Revealed

by Kenny of Skinny-Kenny

I've learned a lot of new words and phrases since becoming a writer for this site. The most intriguing by far is "hair crush".

I think I have a hair crush on Erykah Badu... when she had that super big fro. Was that all really her hair? It was so big and soft that I wanted to live in it like an Afro hermit crab. And I'd only come out to eat scraps of food.

So who do you have a hair crush on?

The Interim Phase- Natural Hair

by Kenny of Skinny-Kenny

Today I thought back on my hair journey, which was not out of choice as I previously mentioned.
I love my hair now and wouldn't cut it for anybody or anything. But I think the reason I didn't grow it out before, is because of the interim phase. When I say interim phase I mean that period of hair growth that we all must undergo. Obviously I didn't just wake up with a fully grown dread fro. It took many months (6 to be exact) before my hair became what it was. There were times of doubt to be sure, I tried several times to find either a barber or a set of hair clippers. As Black men, we tend to go for the shaved cut by default. And when my friends in America saw pictures of me with longer hair they cracked jokes, "Haven't had time to go to the barber yet buckwheat?". I think this interim phase might be the reason most men don't bother to grow their hair either. But the end result has inspired a few of my male peers. Upon seeing my hair in person when I returned to America, several of my male friends told me they are going to start growing out their hair as well. And most if not all of them have told me how silly it looks and how much they want to cut it. Hang in there the best is yet to come.

Anyone currently in the interim phase?

Scary Hair Stories!

by Kenny of

Halloween is almost upon us. So I thought I'd share a scary hair story from my time in Japan.

As part of my dread fro maintenance I always pull my locks apart by hand to keep it from becoming one large mass. While I was doing this I felt something on my hand, and it wasn't my hair because it was moving. I pulled my hand down to see what it was. Turns out there was a geji geji (google that if you're brave) living in my hair. And right when I saw what it was, it was too late... It jumped on to my face and I almost broke every bone in my body falling out of my chair and freaking out.

Got a nightmare hair story? Feel free to share.

CN Says:

DO NOT Google 'geji geji'...still itching and scratching *shudders*.

My scariest hair moment? The day I discovered that nearly every strand on my head had a white dot on it... at which point the hair would snap, crackle and pop off. That was horrifying.
Damn heat damage.

Side Eye Moments- Natural Hair


I'm sure you all have had some side eye inducing moments in regard to your hair. Maybe someone said something outlandish like "girl gon' some where with that fro", as they brushed aside their permed hair, maybe you were playing Basketball and Don Imus called you "a nappy headed hoe". Or perhaps someone did a 180, and just stopped talking to you when you went natural. So if you got a good one, whether it's funny, or enraging, feel free to share it.

One of my own.

I was at a very nice restaurant for my mother's birthday. I got up to go to the bathroom and an older white woman stopped me and told me how much she loved my hair. She told me how much I looked like "little Richard", and asked if I was a singer. The conversation was going well and I was about to go about my way. And then she said, "Ohh and we are ready to order now, I'll have the lamb and she'll have the salmon." *SIDE EYE* You are going to have some STFU... go some where with that mess. My hair doesn't make me a server for you.

Dish on your *side eye* moments!

A Change is Gonna Come- Kenny's Corner

by Kenny of

I hear from many prominent black people, about the glory of black hair.
"I would say that hair is a woman's glory and that you share that glory with your family." -Maya Angelou

But African American society seems largely to only promote the hair of black women, black men's hair largely is expected to take a backseat. And if a black man does show an interest in his appearance and puts time and effort into his hair, then he is usually viewed as homosexual or DL.

The root of the natural hair movement is about returning to our roots (no pun intended), to celebrate that which defines us as a culture. It's also a celebration and embracing of our African ancestry. But some things got lost in translation.

As a male of African descent in the West, if I care about my appearance in particular my hair I am shunned by my female peers. But, In most parts of northern Africa, male beauty be it athleticism or vanity is openly flaunted in elaborate ceremonies, featuring lavish costumes and wild hairstyles and hair adornments.

However when it comes to the West someone like Nicki Minaj or Lady Gaga can wear endless amounts of colorful wigs, and get applauded by crowds of adoring fans. But when a man wears a toupee or a hair piece he is met with jeers and laughs?! How many times have people laughed at Donald Trumps toupee?

I suppose double standards go both ways. Men will hold women to a certain status quo, and women will do the same for men.

But some people will inevitably go against what society tells them they should be like. And society will try to hammer these "nails" that stick out down. But as Sam Cooke said "a change is gonna come!"

What say you?

Allow Me to Reintroduce Myself...

by Kenny of

Konnichiwa! Many of you may have seen my "on the couch" that was posted a few days ago. It was a bit awkward for me seeing as how I have never owned a couch in my entire life. The closest I have come to owning a couch, and the status it brings, is having a bean bag chair...


Why am I here? AND Why are you reading this?

Why am I here?

I am here to provide a male perspective on various things. And maybe stir up some controversy.

I have two sisters and occasionally I see the magazines they buy. You know the magazines I am talking about, where women are telling each other advice about men...

That makes as much sense as me asking a group of my male friends to describe pregnancy in detail pain and all.

Why are you reading this?

You will have to answer that question for yourself. I am in no position to tell you why you are reading this.

And now I would like to officially open up with a discussion. Awhile ago I read a story in which the surgeon general said, that Black women were forgoing health, mainly exercise, because of their hair.

In my case exercise comes first and foremost. I am an avid runner. And I think getting my hair sweaty and subsequently letting it remain sweaty for days on end helps to shape my hair. If you want to talk about going natural, then I believe this is going natural to the extreme. I don't wash my hair so I rely on the sweat to clean it. Once or twice a month I will pour some water on it, but this is just because I like to shake my head violently like a big ole shaggy doggy.

So how far are you willing to go to maintain that cute hairstyle?

Will you put your health on the back burner to squeeze a few more days out of a particular hair style?

CN Says;
Unrelated... dude is funny as hell. This post-- Rising from the Ashes

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