Taking some things for granted.....

My barber had a go at me this morning. As usual, it had gotten far too long. The guy in the next chair was almost bald.

"How old are you? 49? How come you only come in here every three months? What's the matter with you?
Do you know how much some men would pay for hair that grows like yours, especially at your age?"

"It fends for itself" I respond.

"It looks like it" he says before grabbing his comb.

The older I get, the more it grows. Guess I'm very fortunate. Never thought of it that way before.