For years I had gone to Joe's barbershop on Nicholson Drive, not for the best haircut, but for the enjoyment of visiting with all the other "old geezers". While waiting our turn for a haircut, we would solve all the problems of the world and see who could tell the biggest lie.
One Saturday morning I went inside and while waiting my turn for Joe, the stories began flying fast and furious. I laughed so hard my stomach muscles were starting to hurt. After hearing all these stories I stood up and walked right out of Joe's and went back home. (Still laughing all the way)
When I walked into the house, my wife asked me, "Where have you been?". I looked straight at here, shook my head and snapped my fingers and replied, "Oh my gosh, I forgot to get my haircut".
This story got even more laughs when I got back to Joe's!
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