A profane discourse on barbers & bartenders

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It occurred to me when I was four deep waiting my turn that every barber was doomed to engage in the exact same conversation 100 times each and every day.



I heard four customers ask him as they mounted the chair, “So, how was your Thanksgiving?”



Each time he answered the very same way, “Great! Yours?”



The conversation never deviated even a bit. Nothing but inane