Barber shop

Barber shop

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Jules laughed until tears welled up in his eyes. He didn't hide his amusement at my inexperience. I struggled to ignore him which only made my nerves worse. As sweat begin to race down my back harder wetting the elastic on my boxer briefs. I prayed the customer in my chair didn't notice the reason why he was laughing. I accidentally went too fait into the crown of his head while giving him a bald high fade, which now looked like a military style bowl cut. I changed the blade , switched combs trying to fix it, only to watch more of hiss silver hair fly into my shirt like daggers piercing my ego. My client, an older white guy, was oblivious to my error, and I prayed he didn't glance at the mirror directly from me.
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