Bernice Bobs Her Hair

Picture a fragile glass merry-go-round, a menagerie, if you will, of adolescent social classes and structure. The animals revolve, always mindlessly following the one in front, each measuring his own height compared to his neighbors. If you fall short or fall behind, never fear, just throw a jagged rock and shatter Mr. Popularity in front, take his place, and the merry-go-round revolves still. There is no world outside, nothing matters more than this brittle status-seeking …

…hotel, forced into the barber’s chair, if she has any intention of upholding her honor. She was spurred forth by "Four eyes - Warren’s and Marjorie’s – [that] stared at her, challenged her, defied her." (42), and she gives in. She walks out, however, with a very blunt, disgusting bob cut by men in a male barbershop, and Warren walks out reluctantly agreeing to drive Bernice home, his eyes once again focused on Marjorie.