Tonight, Chris asked me to trim his hair up because it was getting a wee bit too shaggy for his taste. I reluctantly agreed and got to work on sculpting the perfect locks. I did what I always do: trim the main portion and then take off the cover of the trimmer and touch up any haphazard stragglers around the edges of the hairline. Just as I was finishing, I noticed that I had missed an itty bitty tiny little section on the top of his head, so without really thinking, I immediately applied the uncovered trimmer straight to that hairy little spot. What resulted was slightly short of disaster, at least to him.