Some of my best friends are barbers.
Since moving to Cleveland, I've been on the look out for a good barber shop.
I'm not sure I could be a barber, the same small talk everyday, the close contact with strangers, the tiny hairs that must fill the folds & pockets of their clothes.
For some reason, I am compelled to tell the same fib at each new shop.
I always say that my Dad cuts hair. and that I am heading home to see him this weekend. and that the first thing he does when I see him, is offer me a haircut. I say that I grew up not enjoying this process & am trying to avoid it by arriving home with a superb haircut. Now, all of these statements are, or have been, true. My Dad has cut my hair on numerous occasions on the back patio, and I never actually claim that he is a barber.
The results (whether only in my mind, or in reality) are always the same. The barber has a greater interest in the cutting, and it gives us something to connect with other than another bad conversation about sports. Its a win/win.
My Dad is also a dentist.
I'm not sure I could be a barber, the same small talk everyday, the close contact with strangers, the tiny hairs that must fill the folds & pockets of their clothes.
For some reason, I am compelled to tell the same fib at each new shop.
I always say that my Dad cuts hair. and that I am heading home to see him this weekend. and that the first thing he does when I see him, is offer me a haircut. I say that I grew up not enjoying this process & am trying to avoid it by arriving home with a superb haircut. Now, all of these statements are, or have been, true. My Dad has cut my hair on numerous occasions on the back patio, and I never actually claim that he is a barber.
The results (whether only in my mind, or in reality) are always the same. The barber has a greater interest in the cutting, and it gives us something to connect with other than another bad conversation about sports. Its a win/win.
My Dad is also a dentist.