Sometimes it’s the little things that make you laugh.
I’m at work this morning, and my boss calls me. We usually have video conferences via our computers. Many mornings, he will call to chat (he works in Austria) about work related issues, plans etc. We often digress into things like the weather, life, and what happened on the weekend. Well, this morning, I noticed that he had gotten a haircut. I normally wouldn’t notice this kind of thing, or perhaps not mention it if I did, but I was aware that late last week he couldn’t get to his planned hair appointment due to a comedy of events at work and elsewhere.
So, I mentioned the haircut. He said that he had just gotten back from the “hairdresser”, and me being me, I of course picked on his choice of words.
“Hairdresser? I go to a barber like a real man! Women go to hairdressers.” I didn’t exactly say that, but it was something along those lines.
We wasted a few minutes bantering about this and out of the blue he asked, “Does your barber have a website?” It looked to me like he was ready to punch in the address into his keyboard.
I replied, slowly and deliberately, “No… he, um, has a comb… and a pair of, um… scissors.”
I know. I’m an asshole.