By Aaron Furman 

 

Warning: please do not try this at home as it may result in idiocy.

 

Background

I believe in getting out your comfort zone, this is a philosophy I try to live by and something I constantly aim to work towards. Therefore, trying new things synonymously comes with the territory of living by this ethos. I strive to try and conquer whatever actively makes me feel nervous or afraid.

For this SCAB, I wanted to bold. Try something unheard of. An experiment that peaks the curiosity of the general person and where if tried, others would benefit from the result. This school of thought led me to my decision. Led me to try something new, outrages and downright crazy. For seven whole days, I washed my hair with CONDITIONER before SHAMPOO. My results are as follows.

DAY 1

As you can see below, not much has changed, I would dare say nothing at all. This led me to doubt myself and return to the drawing board. However, I persevered and what followed was astounding.

DAY 2

That second morning might of change the very course of hair washing methodology forever. I woke up to not my hair but to a Hawaiian Straw Hat. I was ecstatic with this result and shared my findings with my brother. Strangely he didn’t marvel at my breakthrough but responded with profanity, calling me “a fucking idiot”. His reaction didn’t dampen my enthusiasm and I continued to reach for more findings.

DAY 3

Just as I was adjusting to my new ‘straw hat life’ my hair morphed that morning. What you see below is not a straw hat, but a Sombrero. It was unbelievable, I didn’t know what to expect when I started, but this was more than I ever hoped for. The test continued. After the shock, I thought to myself, how has the hat morphed? At this point, I threw logic out the window and thought of what could’ve caused this change. I realised that I had Mexican food the night before. A hypothesis started to formulate in my head. Could factors unrelated to hair effect my hat hair. I needed more answers, so that night, I washed my hair again.   

DAY 4

This was when my theory started to take shape. I woke up that morning to a new hat, a classic style for the refined gentleman – the Fedora. Now, there had to be some rhyme or reason to this switch. So I dug deep and thought of any connection for this spontaneous change. After rattling around my head I remembered I listened to Jazz music the night before, more specifically Frank Sinatra. Who unsurprising used to wear such hats. I now believe that unrelated factors can contribute to my ever-changing hair hat styles.

DAY 5

I was gleaming with excitement that morning. I wondered what would beguile my head that day. It turned out that a white Stetson. Again, I tried to find meaning in this transition. I watched the movie Blazing Saddles the previous night; an American Western-themed movie. The pieces were starting to come together. However, I had to go as far down the rabbit hole as I could, to take my actions even further. So, I did what any sane person pushing the boundaries of science would do. I used a hair conditioner made for dogs. 

DAY 6

I was flabbergasted. Never has hair come so far, I broke the very nature of biology that day. My hair had developed another living organism. I was in awe of the result and my new pal. I had the privilege to communicate with my hair. Unfortunately, I could not understand the hairs language. I wanted to share my new knowledge with the world, but before I could, I needed to know if the process could be reversed. So, that night I went back to the conventional. I went back to washing my hair with shampoo first.

DAY 7

After a long and trying week, my experiment finally came to a close and my hair returned to its normal state.

Conclusion

I have hailed this phenomenon as the Hat Hair (commonly mistaken for leaving a hat on your head which disfigures your hair). Subsequently, I presented my work to the most qualified hair specialist I knew – my barber.

He told me I wasn’t welcome anymore.

Regardless, my breakthrough has transversed the very nature of science.

DAY 7

After a long and trying week, my experiment finally came to a close and my hair returned to its normal state.

Conclusion

I have hailed this phenomenon as the Hat Hair (commonly mistaken for leaving a hat on your head which disfigures your hair). Subsequently, I presented my work to the most qualified hair specialist I knew – my barber.

He told me I wasn’t welcome anymore.

Regardless, my breakthrough has transversed the very nature of science.