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6  12 2008

Parable Of The Barber

A couple of days ago I had my hair cut. When I was young we used to call them barber. Then later on we call them hairdressers - when the unisex trend started. Not too long ago we called them hair-stylists. I think now they are called ‘hair designers.’ And hair concept, whatever that means.

Anyway, while having my hair done, I told my ‘hair man’ who so happened is my childhood friend, that the Indian barber shop near where I lived is giving free hair-cut to the disabled people (OKU) I said he should do the same for the community. At this point he said, “Let me tell you a Barber Story.”

One day in New York,  a florist went to the barber to get his hair cut. After it’s done, he asked the barber how much. The barber said, It’s free! He is doing it as part of his community work.

The next day a bouquet of 12 roses was sent to his shop from the florist as a way of appreciating him.

Next a policeman went and have his hair cut. And the same thing happened. The barber said it’s free.

The next day, 12 donuts were delivered to the barber from the policeman with a thank you card.

Then a Malaysian went in to get his hair cut. And the barber did the same. No charge! Part of his community service.

Guess what?

Yes, the following day 12 more Malaysians waited in line to get their hair cut!!!

Hehe!!!


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13 Responses to “Parable Of The Barber”

  1. Jarod, Said:
    on December 7th, 2008 at 12:36 am


    hahahaha! entertaining. btw, is been so long that I have not visited indian barber. USed to visit when i was young.. :D

    Now, go to a near by aunty house to have my hair cut. LAzy 2 go too far! haha!

  2. Jong, Said:
    on December 7th, 2008 at 12:41 pm


    So the Malaysians are truly a “bangsat” lot, aptly described! :D

  3. danielykl, Said:
    on December 7th, 2008 at 3:10 pm


    “KIASU” lah! The other day at The DAP Victory dinner, we saw the people at the next table even brought their own plastic bag, not just one but a few. And they went to the table next to them and “tapau” the fried rice as the people have left early before finishing the last 2 dishes. They did not just collect from one table but several. That’s Malaysians!

  4. Jong, Said:
    on December 7th, 2008 at 3:38 pm


    Daniel,

    Daniel,

    I may have mixed feelings re your comment on “tapau”. It depends on which angle you are looking from. From one angle, it will be sheer wastage if those food are left unconsumned and a big sin if chucked away. Taking them away to benefit others - the unfortunate and feed the hungry is a good option. Of coz there again we don’t know if those fellas would do what is expected.

    From another angle we see human greed, and who knows they may end up in somebody’s fridge to last them a week! :D

  5. danielykl, Said:
    on December 7th, 2008 at 3:59 pm


    Jong,

    I agree with you on your point. In fact I do “tapau” leftover food too, rather then let it go to waste. But only from the food that I can’t finished and I know its clean and not contaminated with whatever. Well, again maybe they have good intention of packing the food home for a good reason. They say. “better not judge others, or you will be judged”

  6. yaukhean@kensan, Said:
    on December 7th, 2008 at 4:31 pm


    Daniel,
    Try an African haircut with a African hair-stylist and I did just that when I was in Congo! The end result was that uneven pockets of short and spiky hair bloomed all over my chinaman’s head (not Afro-African hair-style mind you!)and I had to get it clean shaven by a french hair dresser!And I had to pay in US dollar not to forget the 10% tip to be paid to each hair dresser.How to ‘ta pau’ in this case considering that they both had ruined my hair?You are very lucky to have a friendly Indian barber to attend to your hair and frankly I think it’s cheaper in the long run to be in line with the DPM’s call to change our life-style! I might just join you in your next hair-cut.

  7. Jong, Said:
    on December 7th, 2008 at 4:45 pm


    We should remember how our elders used to “tapau” every remnance of good festival food on the table to turn them up into favourite of everyone - the ‘kiam-chye-boey’ a chopsui dish in Cantonese it’s called “choy-keok”.

    Wow I remember how popular they were but today because of health awareness and hygiene to prevent spread of heppatitis, such practice is strongly discouraged and discontinued. Whenever I have cravings for “kiam chye boey”, I’d have to buy the ingredients to ‘artifitually’ churn out ‘kiam-chye-boey’ using half a bird of roast chicken, roast pork, cans of mushrooms, lemon grass, dried chillies, carrots and plenty of kiam-chye and kuah chye! Anyone for this dish? I have a suggestion, can we get Paula distracted from her ’stress’ and pass her this “assignment”? And we will all be there to test it out if she would do a good job of it?! :D

    I volunteer to be the chief tester! :D

  8. yaukhean@kensan, Said:
    on December 7th, 2008 at 5:21 pm


    Jong,
    It would be a very good idea if Paula can accept this challenge and of course can we have you appointed as my food critic and my dear friend Daniel as one of our judges?What says you Daniel?

  9. danielykl, Said:
    on December 7th, 2008 at 5:41 pm


    Hi Kensan $ Jong. I’m all for it. “Kiam Chye Boey” is one of my favorite dish. Talking about it makes me drool!

    Oh BTW Kensan, no I did not have hair cut with the Indian barber. The last time I visited one was during my school days. Actually, I had my hair cut with my friend who was trained from Hong Kong and London. Hehe!!!

  10. Jong, Said:
    on December 7th, 2008 at 10:32 pm


    Where is Paula? Is she playing hide and seek with us?

  11. masterwordsmith, Said:
    on December 7th, 2008 at 11:46 pm


    Hello hello,

    I received an AR from Jong to report here LOL!!! So here I am.

    Anyway, I think I was the one who alerted you all re the tar pow…I don\’t believe in wastage but what I found shocking was that the girl came armed with plastic bags!!!

    And the boyfriend had no qualms about carrying the plate from the next table to empty it into his girlfriend\’s plastic bag which was then promptly kept in her handbag.

    Ok. Next would be the barber.

    My childhood days were made memorable because I lived in an extended family situation. There were only 2 females and the rest were guys so I used to clap gleefully when the Indian barber came round as my cousins wold cringe in horror when they had their haircut for fear of the moment when the barber would krik krak their heads.

    Me being the sadist as a kid, waited with much anticipation for their heads to fall off for I wanted to see the colour of their brains if they had any LOL….Sadly, they survived and are still around altho with LESS hair now LOL.

    cheers guys and Jong!

  12. masterwordsmith, Said:
    on December 8th, 2008 at 12:00 am


    Hehehehe

    I forgot to say that I dunno how to cook kiam chye boey …am hopeless in chinese cuisine but great in western and in baking :-)

    I was so hopeless that before I got married, my hubby sent me to cookery classes with Master Lim Bian Yam. Sadly, I never really practised what I learnt.

    BUT, if you all can teach me, I am willing to learn :-)

    Thanks guys and Jong!

  13. Jarod, Said:
    on December 8th, 2008 at 3:54 am


    aiyoh… All of you talked about FOOD and make my saliva dripping lah!!!

    I am a FOOD LOVER!!! I like to eat nice food! I do not care if its on the road side or lorong2, just eat only!!!

    Shall we have a gathering to eat ? LoL!~!!

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