I did that once - last day of college & there was this chick called Tina that apparently had the hots for me, though she wasn't that keen on my longish hair. Apparently, if I played my cards any other way than dead wrong, I'd be taking home a slice of Tina to feast on.
The day before, I got home, got the scissors out (to this day, I don't know why). Just a little bit off here, shit - need to balance that off... Well - cut a long story short, I ended up pretty much like Jay did right there.
Never did get a slice of Tina either... gutted...
I feel like me & Jay are brothers in self-administered scalpicide...