A man who was starting to lose his hair was very particular about his appearance. One day, he walked into a barber shop, sat in the chair, and said to the barber, “I have only three hairs left on my head. It’s a delicate situation, but I want you to handle it with care.”
The barber, trying to keep a straight face, said, “Of course, sir. How would you like them styled?”
The man thought for a moment and replied, “Please part them down the middle.”
The barber, with extreme precision, carefully separated the hairs, creating a tiny part. The man looked in the mirror, nodded with satisfaction, paid the barber handsomely, and left.
A week later, he returned. “It’s an emergency,” he told the barber. “I’m down to two hairs.”
“My condolences, sir,” the barber said. “What can I do for you today?”
“Well,” the man said, “I don’t think a part is appropriate anymore. Just let them be free.” The barber shrugged, did nothing, and the man once again paid and left content.
The following week, the man came back and slumped into the chair with a look of despair. “It’s over,” he said dramatically. “I have only one hair left.”
“I see,” said the barber gently. “Is there anything at all I can do?”
The man sighed deeply and looked at the barber with a resigned expression. “Yes,” he said. “Just cut it off. It’s becoming too much trouble to manage.”