For me, it was usually some variation of “Do you have kids?” or “When you meet the right woman.” that signals the beginning of the end of our nice, casual, non-awkward chit-chat. But now that I cut my own hair, I don’t hold back with my barber when he asks me stuff like that.
For me, it was usually some variation of “Do you have kids?” or “When you meet the right woman.” that signals the beginning of the end of our nice, casual, non-awkward chit-chat. But now that I cut my own hair, I don’t hold back with my barber when he asks me stuff like that.
Do you have kids?
Yeah, two cashmeres. Do a lot of your clients raise goats?
When did you meet the right woman?
Hmmm, it’s hard to decide who’s the most right woman. I ran into Ann Coulter once. Does that count?