The Barber
After twenty years of shaving himself every morning, a man in
a small Southern town decided he had enough. He told his wife
that he intended to let the local barber shave him each day. He
put on his hat and coat and went to the barber shop which was
owned by the pastor of the town Baptist Church. The barber's wife,
Grace, was working, so she performed the task.
Grace shaved him and sprayed him with lilac water and said,
"That will be $20." The man thought the price was a bit
high, but he paid the bill and went to work. The next morning the
man looked in the mirror, and his face was as smooth as it had
been when he left the barber shop the day before. Not bad, he
thought. At least I don't need to get a shave every day.
The next morning, the man's face was still smooth. Two weeks
later, the man was still unable to find any trace of whiskers on
his face. It was more than he could take, so he returned to the
barber shop.
"I thought $20 was high for a shave," he told the
barber's wife, "but you must have done a great job. It's
been two weeks and my whiskers still haven't started growing back."
The expression on her face didn't even change, expecting his
comment. She responded, "You were shaved by Grace. Once
shaved, always shaved."