Monday, March 05, 2007

Overheard at the Barber Shop

Is there any better place for eavesdropping on good dialogue than waiting your turn at the neighborhood barber shop?

Cast:

Father, about 5-8, 230 or so with an extremely, shall we say, high forehead

Son, about 8 years old, perched atop a little pillow so the barber can cut his hair without stooping; the son fidgets in the barber chair

Father (to son): Jacob, sit still or you'll wind up with a bald spot.

Son (without missing a beat): You mean like you?

The father also came in with a handwritten list of instructions from his wife on how exactly to have the kid's hair cut: #2 clippers on the sides, just enough on top to comb over, bangs angled to avoid a typical bowl cut. Mr. D. took it all in stride, something that the other guys lined up along the wall could not handle. The list was a source of great amusement for us, but the father laughed right along with us, so I guess it was all good.

The guy went too far, though, when emboldened (or emasculated to the point where he had nothing to lose) enough that he took it upon himself to admit that he had been to the spa a couple doors down for a pedicure...TWICE. TMI, dude. Not that there's anything wrong with a pedi every now and then. You just have to know your audience. No word on whether he enjoys a cocktail while watching Oprah in the afternoon.

Posted by Unclejbird @ 5:41 PM