It's that time again

     I got another haircut. I was overdue. Being on vacation has made me very lazy but I wanted to look fresh for the New Year. On my way to the barbershop, I saw my barber walk into the local bar. Oh no. This can't be good. He returned about five minutes later. I was apprehensive to sit in his chair, but I went for it. He does not talk much but on this occasion he was full of conversation. For years I was under the impression that he was an Eastern European Christian. Because of this I asked him how his Christmas went and he informed that he did not celebrate it because he was a Muslim. Very interesting. An intoxicated Muslim from Albania giving me a haircut. Only in America.
     With all the banter going on I didn't pay much attention to the job he was doing. When I finally did, I noticed he was doing the same job he always does. I also could not smell any alcohol. This led me to believe that maybe this wasn't the first time he cut my hair while under the influence, and that he may have been an alcoholic. I don't care. He always has been respectful and professional. Whatever his flaws or shortcomings might be are none of my business. This goes to show you that just because you have a vice does not make you a bad person. I am Baliwala. I once again look like a low level drug dealer. That is all.