I knew it would come eventually. Friday my HR manager mentioned that I was getting a bit shaggy and might consider a haircut.
Personally, the status of my hair ranks about 847th on my list of things I concern myself with, so I was oblivious to the length it had acquired since last cut in August.
I supposed that it WAS time for my semi-annual haircut. So I fired up my clippers with the #5 guard and went to town removing about 6 inches of length from my glorious locks.
Now my ears and neck are cold.