It was a hot July day in 2000 in West Texas.It was so hot that lizards were crawling up cars exhaust pipes to get in the shade so to cool off.I was going down the street in my jeep with the top down and passed the ole local redneck barber shop.All of a sudden I decided to turn around and go back and get all my hair cut off.
Well you would have to know my barber buddy.He is about eccentric as a fellow can get.In fact some people might call him radical.When I told him what I wanted to do,he immediately started trying to talk me out of this burr.He told me he would have to charge me a extra two dollars for cleaning up the hair off the floor.I told him that I didn't care that I was tired of this hot,wet,long hair and I wanted it off.He proceeded to remove my hair and mumbling to himself.
When he finished,he did charge me the extra two dollars and wished me the best when I left.When I got home my wife just about lost it.She called my niece and she came over and they both started questioning me about my sanity and what was I thinking about..I did blame the short cut on my buddy,told my wife that he got to talking and cut more off than he or I intended to.
Needless to say,I am barred from the local redneck barber shop now.
