I was badgering A.J. tonight over having to help him with a homework assignment he should have had done a week ago. His excuse for not getting it done? It started with "I was getting my hair done." He compounded the problem by having said he'd gone to the salon.
I've always gotten haircuts at barber shops. Infrequently, but that's what and where. I guess I'm about two generations behind him at this point. And I'm falling further and further behind.
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