evan's barber is the only business left on hough avenue, except for corner delis. he hasn't seen his barber in months, since he committed to growing his hair from the first snow until the first crocuses. last week, after realizing he wasn't going to see any crocuses in hough, evan trusted second-hand accounts of flower sightings and went for a trim.
sitting in the chair, evan sees an excited man come in the door of the barber shop waving a book. "look what i just bought!" he shouted. "for only $20! it's called 'God Wants You to Be Rich.'"
"i think i already read that book," evan's barber responds. "eccelesiastes, chapter 11, i think." he hands the shouting man a Bible. after a couple minutes, the man chucks the newly bought book in the trash.
i think the author needs to retitle that book, "God Wants ME to Be Rich."
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