The day I got my haircut
28 September 2010
Before I started my shift on Thursday I decided that I was going to go down and get my haircut. I had not had my hair cut in many weeks and I was starting to look like a bum. When I got down to the barber shop I sat down and I waited my turn. The girl at the front desk was on the phone. I heard her ordering some Dymo labels and a few other office supplies for the back office. It didn’t realize that their operation there was so well organized. When I got my haircut I asked Benny, my barber, about this fact.