3243. Hair stylist © Bruce Goodman 21 June 2025

The thing is I work as a hair stylist, or a hair dresser, or just as a barber if they’ve come in merely for a haircut. I suppose I should’ve said who I was first, but I’m so stressed out by what I overheard. My name is Woody. Of course Woody is not my real name, but everyone calls me Woody. Anyway the thing is I work as a hair stylist and this guy came in – I suppose he was in his twenties – and he came in with another guy. One of them sat in the barber’s chair to get his hair done while the other one waited in the waiting section. They were talking to each other. So much for me being able to strike up a conversation with the client. One of them said to the other, “Did you hear about the murder down at the bridge?” And the other one said, “Yeah, and I heard the police are pretty close to arresting someone.” I just about crapped my pants. I thought I had it all sewn up. Contact Author Back to Index Next Story Previous Story