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Story Sent in by Lori:

Roland's profile photos were all of him with medium or long hair. When we met in a park he had a buzzcut. After we exchanged greetings I pointed out that his hair was shorter than I had expected.

"Is that a good thing?" he asked.

I said, "It looks good. Are you thinking of keeping it short?"

He said, "You should get a buzzcut. Promise me you will?"

I laughed at his joke and said, "I wouldn't look good with hair that short."

"So you don't think I do?"

I said, "I think you do. I'm saying I wouldn't look good with hair that short."

"You would. Come with me. We'll get you a buzzcut, now."

We were supposed to be having a late lunch. I didn't want to change styles to a buzzcut that day. I said, "How about we just go to lunch?"

He said, "I really want you to get a buzzcut. It'll make me feel better about having one."

I laughed and said, "Maybe next time. Let's go to lunch."

"I really want you to get a buzzcut. Will you do that for me? It'll grow back if you don't like it."

He was saying it with utmost seriousness. I wanted to go to lunch. I said, "No. Let's go to lunch."

"I'll buy you lunch if you get a buzzcut."

"No."

"I'll buy you lunch for a week if you get a buzzcut."

I said, "No."

He said, "I won't buy you lunch for a month. I draw the line there."

"Glad that's settled. Ready for lunch, now?"

At lunch all he talked about was me getting a buzzcut. He told me how much he liked having one, how every woman he knew had one, and how he'd even pay for lunch for me for a month if I got one.

I kept turning him down. We split lunch and I never went out with him again.