You know you're in the District when...

The Expat has decided to start a new running column called: you know you're in the District when...  In this column, the Expat will highlight some truly DC everyday situations.  This week: my haircut.

You know you're in the District when: the guy cutting your hair freaks out when he's just starting to put product in your hair...then frantically asks you if it's "ok" to use product in your hair...all the while looking at you like you're going to beat him with a cane.

When I inquired about this he said that he gets yelled at all the time because this town can be so button-up at times that several employers don't allow men to wear normal hair products in their hair.  I got the sense that one or two Beltway bastards gave this poor hairstylist their two cents about this.  Wow.  I need to write to the all-powerful Obama about this.  Screw the other "change."  I say we start by letting our poor boys wear some hair product!