Wolfe’s Woofer: Shave And A Haircut

Sunday, April 3rd, 2016

Dennis-Wolfe-Wolfes-WoofersCharlie and I arrived in Chetumal, Mexico early on Friday. After we got our hotel room we started walking around looking for a place to have lunch.
“You know, we might not find a restaurant serving lunch yet,” Charlie said. “It’s only eleven-fifteen.”
“We’ll find a way to kill time,” I said. “Look. Here’s a barber shop with a sign in the window that says English Spoken Here. I could use a haircut.”
“I would like a haircut,” I told one of the two barbers.
“I wouldn’t mind having a good old fashioned barber shop shave,” Charlie said. “I can’t shave myself with a straight razor but I like a good straight razor shave.”
As we sat in the barber chairs a very pretty woman came out of the back room. She wasn’t just pretty. She was drop-dead gorgeous.
“Hello,” she said. “I’m Maria and I do manicures and pedicures.”
“No thanks,” I said. “I’m good.”
“I’ll try a pedicure,” Charlie said. “I’ve never had one.”
As Maria worked on Charlie’s feet I could see him trying to stare down her low-cut blouse.
“Uh-oh!” I thought. “Here comes trouble.”
Sure enough, Charlie soon said, “Maria, you sure are pretty. Can I take you out for a drink?”
“Oh, no,” she said. “I couldn’t do that.”
“Well, why don’t you come over to my hotel room later and spend some time.”
Maria said, “I’m married and my husband wouldn’t like it.”
“Tell him you’re working overtime,” Charlie said. “I’ll pay you the difference.”
She said, “Why don’t you tell him? You’re a lot closer than I am.”

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