I need a haircut. I need a haircut badly.
So what do you do when you are in dire need of a trim for your shaggy mop? You stop into the first Supercuts you see. And you look around. And you see two haircutters, working on customers.
And then you look around the waiting area... And you see no one. No one.
And you think... this is good, since I've got only a limited amount of time anyway.
"Excuse me, ma'am? How long will the wait be?"
"Well there's five people ahead of you."
- wha, huh? -
"Uh, where? I don't see anyone in here."
The receptionist holds up five pieces of paper each with a name on it.
"Ma'am, there's five people ahead of you, each about twenty minutes... approximately an hour and a half wait. It's best you come back tomorrow."
I still didn't see anyone... NO ONE in the waiting room. And one of the cutters was finishing up on her client.
So, I left. Hair uncut. Mind just flabbergasted.
I decided I didn't need a haircut after all. Perhaps I just need new glasses.