I’m not thrilled with this milestone, but Al couldn’t let it pass. The same lady that’s been cutting my hair for awhile now made a rather disturbing comment on my last trip.
It had been quite some time since my last trim, and the hair on the sides had gotten out of control. She was whacking away above my ears, when she nonchalantly comments, “Quite a few silvers in there, huh?”
“What?” “Come on now, you’re supposed to be a professional.” I told her. “You should be able to tell those are clearly my natural blonde roots coming through.”
She didn’t buy it, and neither is Al.