The Beauty Denominator

I have to tell you about this nice young man that walked into the shop one day. He was very good looking you could see it in his face. His hair was a bit long, but he had wonderful bone structure and a sad smile.

He told me a very sad story about the woman he Loved. She was tired of the way he looked and no longer wanted to be associated with him unless he changed his appearance. Now excuse me if I judge here, but I just couldn’t help myself. I think it is a very shallow person that judges a person because of the outside and a very narrow vision of what and who that person really is.

I have no clue what really happens in someones relationship other than what is told to me, but I seldom believe things I hear. In this case apparently it was a true experience . The boy or rather young man was desperate. His girlfriend was going to leave him if he didn’t change.

I clipped his long hair and highlighted the ends or tips and the boy was totally gorgeous. Even he was so pleased with the way he looked that he gave me a $20. dollar tip. It really didn’t take that long to do and it gave me a great deal of satisfaction. He kept looking at himself in the mirror and just couldn’t believe that the vision was of himself.

I felt sad because I had seen the beauty the boy possessed as soon as he walked into the shop and to know that she hadn’t made me very sad. If you could have seen the look of anticipation and eagerness I saw and felt emanate from within him and his need to show the woman he loved that he had changed his appearance for her it would have delighted and saddened you at the same time. The conclusion of this story as I know it will be written tomorrow.

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