The barbershop is and always will be a place where both customers and employees bare their souls. But sometimes it’s better to keep or mouths shut.
Taking a break from my #IMMOOC Buddy Blog with Tara Martin (@TaraMartinEDU) – stay tuned for that – I went to get a haircut. By the way, on Friday at 12:30pm in Queen Creek, AZ everyone is wanting a haircut. I waited. And waited. And waited some more. And while I waited, I played Pokemon Go and was excited to hear what new Gen2 Pokemon my students caught over Spring Break. It just one of the ways I connect with a handful of the 111 Knox Gifted Academy 5th graders.
After my name was called and I was summoned to the barber’s chair, the conversation went something like this:
Barber: “So what do you do?”
Me: “I’m a teacher.”
Barber: “Are you on break?”
Me: “I’ve been on break for nearly two weeks. I go back on Monday.”
Barber: “Bet you’re looking forward to that.”
Me: “Actually I am.”
Barber: “That sounds like work. I can’t stand working. Don’t get me wrong. I love the paycheck, just not the job.”
What’s not to get wrong about this statement? Here’s my takeaway from this conversation. If I ever start thinking, feeling, believing that being a teacher is less than a passion, that it becomes a job, it is time for me to go to barber college.
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