Sit down, young feller. I'll tell you a story - it was, I reckon, the summer of 09 and me and the Missus wuz havin' a homemade brew on the porch and she squints at me and sez "hey Old Man, the sun reflectin' off yer head is hurtin' my eyes". Well, Lordy, the light bulb went off and I figgured it was a sign from above. Bout then a young fella names Bosley sheweed up and after some discussion I shot him dead right there and thought "There's gotta be better Follicular Transplant fellas than that snake oil salesman!" Then I discovered this hear website and my eyes were open. So at 64 I got my head cracked open for planting and I ain't looked backsince! So take my advice and do all you can to please yourself cuz in the end that what matters!!