Oh, No! I Need a New Barber
Three years ago a life changing experience created many personal challenges. I had to find a new barber. This thought nearly caused me to just shave my head.
I was devastated the day he told me he could no longer cut my hair. He had been cutting it since I was a baby. He was 90 years old. I tried to change his mind but to no avail so I let my impulsive self take over and I ask, “can I have your barber chair?”
His eyes twinkled mischievously, “sure you can have it and if any customers want their hair cut I’ll send them to you!” Just like that I lost my barber, obtained a barber chair, and got involved in the barber business.
Finding a new barber was frustrating. The first barber I tried cut my hair so fast I couldn’t even enjoy the humming of the clippers. The second never smiled or laughed at my jokes. My third attempt was scary because I went to my wife’s barber, which created an emotional fear but I ‘manned up’ and gave her a chance.
When I walked into this shop the first thing I did was to look for another man. There was not a single one in sight.
This experience turned out to be interesting. As I patiently sat and listened I learned more about women in that hour than in the previous 60 plus years of my life.
Some of the subjects I heard discussed were: potty training; cute husbands; vitamins; fertility problems; Christmas trees; and cow’s milk.
This haircut turned out to be stress free, educational, and fascinating. I found my new barber. She is young woman who will probably be around as long as I have hair.
I’m sure that my dad (the retired barber) is grateful that I found a replacement (Oops! I mean a competent barber. Of course no one could replace Dad!).
As I remembered this experience I thought of how important it is for parents to help their children accept and live with change.
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