ok a lil more boring......The haircut

Ok 12:30 and I’m in the car with my grandpa, just daydreaming and staring out the window as usual. I was thinking about My space and my grandpa says.

‘Son, u have to understand that u have to get this haircut or you’ll never be successful.’

‘I know. I already agreed to getting the haircut. Why more lecturing?’ ‘Because that’s how I like to teach my sons.’ ‘Ok.’

I wasn’t really paying much attention to him talking until a new car passed by us. It was a crossfire, bright blood red color. I stared at it and said ‘I think its one of those new cars from Ford or something.’ I didn’t know what the car modeler was I just knew it was a sweet car. I kept staring and it left into Sunnyside. Me and my grandpa though were going to Pasco, another hour drive and then an hour back. I wasn’t excited, it was just to see the job my grandpa was going to do for Chris, a contractor. I laid back in the car seat of the El Camino and listened to my grandpa talk about how to make fire. ‘I saw the one guy on man vs. wild, on the discovery channel, use two pieces of wood until it smoked and made fire’…….I wasn’t listening I was just staring blankly out ahead of the car. Thinking about how stupid I was that moment haha. We drove for another 45 minutes and my grandpa was talking about how to make snow shoes in summer. ‘Why would you want know how to make snowshoes in summer?’ ‘for survival if you get stuck in the mountains. …..’

I still wasn’t listening after that. If I keep saying at least one thing after a while he thinks I’m listening but I’m not. I was just thinking about what I’m going to do on the next hiking trip for school. For some odd reason, in my daydream I forgot my hiking pack and some kids that hadn’t scheduled up for the trip were going. And my teacher getting fat was what really made me laugh out loud. ‘Eating a fish raw isn’t funny’ ‘yea but the guts flying out when u bite into it is’ ‘hahaha’

I almost got caught not paying attention. “note to self: listen to grandpa’s conversations more often.”

I almost did that one. I still think about other things when he’s talking and talking on and on and on. I looked at my kick ass watch. 1:22. We were there. At the job site. My grandpa talked to Chris and I waited patiently right next to them. Faintly listening. ‘what’s half of 68?’ my grandpa pointed at me when he said it ‘34’ ‘isn’t it 39?’ ‘ no 34. I’m pretty sure’ Chris says ‘now I see why you brought him hahha.’ I smiled but said nothing else. They kept talking and my grandpa kept saying he was going to use the nylons and a 50 foot spreader in order to lift bundles of three support arches for the “chicken house” the farmer, Ken, wanted to be built. My grandpa, even though he’s 71, owns a crane and still works it around the Yakima Valley. Its only a 50-ton crane. Pretty small compared to Russell. He has a 450-ton crane! And he has various little ones to. We’ve only got one crane.

At about 2:10 we walked back to the car. And my grandpa said ‘You’re coming on this job’ ‘fine’ I didn’t really care as long as I got paid for doing the work like I always do. We were passing Kennewick by 2:20 and that meant we would be at the barbers in about 40 minutes. All the time in-between I kept thinking that maybe I should write all about my weird day today and send it to someone….maybe nix or Scott. I was deciding which to send this story too when we walked into the barbers shop. My grandpa likes the haircut that Miss Kathy gives us. I don’t but at least she knows what she’s doing. And she’s cheap only about 2.50 a haircut. We were in granger and there was the granger times on the seat. I picked it up and started reading about the Pteradon they had put up near the gas station. Granger is a dinosaur themed town. There a bunch of dinosaur sculptures everywhere. They have two floating in the big park lake they have on the other side of town.

Grandpa had gotten his hair cut, even thought it looked like she just took the shaver and rubbed it on the hair growing on his eyebrows. I got into the seat and it smelled like alcohol. Of course this wasn’t only a barber shop it was a bar. That sold all types of beer and whine. Kathy doesn’t sell to minors though.

I felt the familiar cloth she always puts on customers. It had decorations of a poker game she had won and a bunch of gambling themes. She put the collar on me and started shaving on the back of my head. She asked if I liked it short. I said ‘no but Its going to be short the rest of the summer at least.’ ‘ oh okay’

She gave me a short mushroom cut. I walked outside and looked in a mirror. It was like I took a trip into the past and saw my 10 year old self. I laughed. I was really 14 but now I would look like I was some really tall 10 year old. My grandpa’s 5’11 and I’m 6’1 well about 6’ and a half inch but we consider it 6’1”. I looked at the time and it was 3:45. I smiled. ‘Hey pops. Think you could drop me off at Joanna’s?’ ’Sure. What are you getting from her?’ ‘I’m there to teach her how to cook.’ ‘The last time u went to her place it was for ingredients for the shop’ ‘this time she wants me to teach her how to cook something’ ‘Stop fantasizing and lets go’

Well I thought she wanted me to tell her how to cook my amazing pancakes. My grandpa thought I was fooling though. we drove back into Sunnyside and pulled up at her house. The first thing I noticed when I stepped out of the El Camino at about 3:57 was a new, bright blood red, crossfire sitting in her driveway………until tomorrow kids Hahahah. W8 for the next one. Its awesomely the conclusion.