Never ask a barber if you need a haircut.
It’s not that they’ll lie. It’s just that their scissors start twitching before you’ve finished the question.
Barbers, much like pigeons and unlabelled USB drives, operate on instinct. You sit in the chair and suddenly they’re “just evening it up” or “reshaping your aura.” Next thing you know, you’ve got a fringe you didn’t ask for and a philosophical crisis you didn’t see coming.
Today’s advice isn’t anti-barber. It’s pro-caution.
When seeking truth, ask a philosopher.
When seeking a haircut, ask literally anyone else first.
Thank you for reading my writings. If you’d like to, you can buy me a coffee for just £1 and I will think of you while writing my next post! Just hit the link below…. (thanks in advance)
The Sage Page 