Beard Trimmers...
I'm starting to get used to this facial hair deal. Shelly still doesn't really like it, but she hasn't made me shave it yet. Emphasis on yet. I got it trimmed when I had a haircut last week, and it was needing to be trimmed up again. Instead of having to go to the haircut joint, I stopped in Wal-Mart and picked up an electric trimmer. They had several to choose from, but Paul Harvey always swore Wahl was the best, so I bought one of theirs. It must be good since it had a 5 yr warranty, 30 day unconditional guarantee, and a snag free guarantee. All for only $24.95
I charged that baby up and turned it loose on my chin this evening. Snag free, my BUTT. Man, that crap HURT. I think it forcibly yanked more whiskers out by the roots than it trimmed. Next time I see Paul Harvey... He won't think it's such a good day.
I'll be hitting Wal-Mart tomorrow for a refund.
This reminds me of a story about Tommy from a few years ago. He was living in New Orleans. He had moved into an apartment and didn't have a vacuum cleaner. Every couple of weeks, he would head down to Wal-Mart and buy the most expensive vacuum cleaner they had, vacuum his apartment, then return it. No questions asked. I think he did that until he married Joanna and they got a vacuum cleaner as a wedding gift.
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