Thursday, December 6, 2007

I am glad this didn't happen to me...

and that it happened to Jerry instead.

So, Jerry decides to get his haircut at the first place he blogged about since the outdoor-sidewalk-under-a-tree guy is kinda far from where we live. He goes in and is directed to the last chair in the corner. The barber starts to unbutton the top two buttons on his shirt, which they typically do, so they can fold the collar in to get it out of the way as well as to prevent hair from getting on it. However, instead of stopping at the second button, the barber keeps unbuttoning almost all the way to his pants. He then grunts, points and yanks at the shirt to signal that he wants Jerry to take his shirt out of his pants and unbutton the rest. So, Jerry unbuttons and then the barber starts yanking his shirt to take it off. Jerry's dress shirt is off and he starts thinking, "Hmm... this is new, maybe they changed their haircutting procedure." THEN, the barber starts yanking on his undershirt, Jerry untucks it, and the barber starts pulling it and off it comes!

Before he knew it, Jerry was sitting topless in the barber shop and really wondering what changes had been made and began thinking, "Wow! They really want to keep my shirts clean." (That is NOT what I would have been thinking.) The barber goes out, brings back a large towel, tosses it on Jerry's lap and walks over to another part of the shop. All of sudden, a woman in a white coat appears out of nowhere, standing just a few inches to the side of him, speaking Bengali. After a while, Jerry just starts saying, "Haircut, haircut, haircut." She leaves to go to the women's side behind the wall and peals of laughter start coming from that direction. Then the barber comes back and Jerry turns to him and says, "Haircut," with hand motions this time and barberman nods, gets the normal haircut sheet, drapes it over Jerry's topless body and proceeds to finally cut his hair.

Ya know, just last night I was telling Jerry that it is hard to know if something weird/strange is "just the way things are," or if something is really wrong. This story is a case in point. Again, glad this happened to him and NOT to me.

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