Reply #31: Probably '74 in Germany... long before it was popular (& before skinheads were prevalent)...

[MiddleFingerMom]

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..."Cuz" and I were sitting around the Dispensary off-duty with a bunch
of other medics... all of us bored as hell. Before you knew it, Cuz and
I had bet each other a TON of money that we wouldn't get our heads
shaved right down to the bare skin.
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"Mort" (grew up in a funeral home) was our best surgical prep guy, so he
used an electric trimmer to take the majority off -- and then a straight
razor to make our heads SHINE!!!! We found out later that we COULD have
been prosecuted under a fairly vague regulation about "bizarre hairstyles",
but our squad sergeant AND company commander thought it made us look
like the sharpest fucking troops around (we were typical medics -- you
WANTED us to be around in an emergency, but we were pretty ragbag as
soldiers).
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Bonus points... BIG boner...um... bonus points:
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German women thought it was good luck to kiss a bald man on top of the
head... and they had never had the opportunity to kiss young (bald) studs
on top of their heads. We made more, ahem... "friends" that way.
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Drawback: The Hare Krishna guys pestered us to no end about whether or
not we were brothers or believers or something.
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Cool bonus points:
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In several months, my hair had grown out to a uniform length all around to
the point where I really needed a haircut, but I kept it slicked back during
duty hours, washed it and just briskly rubbed it to towel-dry and let it dry
completely without brushing or combing... just fanning it out from my head
with my fingers. I have fairly wavy hair, so my hair looked JUST like flames
coming out from all over my head (no, it's not red).
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For quite a while, Germans called me "Feuerkopf" (Firehead).
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Good times.
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I was quite the lady-killer.
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