My Dad Decided He Could Cut His Own Hair
One Saturday morning, Dad walked into the kitchen looking unusually confident.
“I’ve decided I’m saving money,” he announced.
Mom looked up from her coffee.
“That’s nice.”
“I’m cutting my own hair.”
Mom slowly lowered her mug.
“Have you ever cut hair before?”
Dad smiled.
“How hard can it be? People do it all the time.”
Twenty minutes later, we heard the electric clippers stop.
Dad proudly walked out of the bathroom.
The front looked perfectly normal.
Mom smiled.
“Oh… that’s actually not bad.”
Dad grinned.
“I told you.”
Then he turned around.
Mom covered her mouth to stop laughing.
Right across the back of Dad’s head was a giant bald stripe.
Dad frowned.
“What?”
Mom pointed behind him.
“I think the lawn mower missed a spot.”
Dad ran to the mirror.
“Oh no…”
I couldn’t stop laughing.
Dad sighed.
“Well… I guess hats are back in fashion.”
Mom smiled.
“Or you could just finish mowing the rest of the lawn.”
Even Dad laughed.
For the next two weeks, he answered every question about his haircut with,
“It was a limited edition.”
😂 Moral: Saving money is great… until your haircut starts costing your dignity.