The Adamant Barber...

Getting my hair cut has become a bit of a chore over the last few months. Im at the stage where its just something that i have to get done every couple of months. Gone are the days when i used to care about my hair, i havent really had any sort of style for many years, i had a mean quiff back in the day but what a hassle. Its the same thing every time I go to the barbers these days, grade 4 at the back and sides, trim on top. The guy who cuts my hair these days is a bit of a case for the sheriff. He never shuts up. I know he is a racist and also he is very opinionated on every topic. This morning he was talking about organic food and how there was no organic food really and how it is the biggest scam ever. I tend to agree somewhat but it gets me down how adamant he is that his view has to be right. He also presumes that I am into football and converses with me about Spurs about which I couldnt give a toss. This morning i was a millimetre away from telling him to 'just concentrate on the folicles mate...give it a rest now'...I cant even take my son there with me as he swears like a trooper. I should really try and make the best of the situation and bait him a little...