A Bad Hairdresser Day
A Bad Hairdresser Day “Hey everybody!” Hairdresser Lady called out. “It’s The Happy Guy.” “Don’t try buttering me up, Hairdresser Lady,” I warned. “It’s not going to work.” “What’s not going to work?” she demanded. “You can’t cover up your gross incompetence with a ‘Hey everybody’ cheer.” “Gross incompetence?” “That’s right. Just look at my head. Go ahead, take a real close look.” “Why, it’s a family of sparrows. What a lovely nest,” she grinned. “No, over here.” “My, my. If it isn’t a bald spot,” she giggled. “Should I give it a shine?” “That’s just what I mean, Hairdresser …