In Which Young Robert Nearly Loses His Head
Driving back from the grocer’s, I passed a Fantastic Sam’s (a unisex salon). There was the most attractive girl who’d just stepped out. For a moment I considered sacrificing my locks (three years’ growth; it’s been more than a year since the last time shears touch ’em) to the end of speaking with her. Perhaps fortunately, she was closing up shop, though, and so I remain a whole man.
But man, was she pretty!
