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acknowledging the young man's determination.

"She then gave me her business card with an address clearly written on the back of it and told me that I should go specifically to that location and emphasized that it was important for me to get my haircut only at that particular place. I didn't argue," Johann said.

"Well, it looks to me that they did a good job," Pierre said, as he leaned against the bar looking over at Johann, scrutinizing his head on both sides. "You look fine."

That's not the POINT!" Johann said, again with great emphasis.

Pierre chuckled. He had never encountered any story in his life quite like the one this young man was telling him. So he persisted, eager to find out what happened.

"Well, all right. So, they gave you a good haircut. What's wrong with that?"

"No they didn't!"

"Oh!" Pierre said, somewhat shocked. What DID they give you?"

Johann took another swallow of his beer.

"You won't believe this, but as I entered the establishment, three of the most beautiful girls I have ever seen came up to me and surrounded me. I can still smell their perfume! They knew my name, and why I was there, but it was not for a haircut. They guided me into a back room and helped me remove all my clothing, assuring me I was in no danger, and that there would be no charge for the "haircut" that they were not about to give me. Then two other girls entered the room and for the next hour all five of them massaged every inch of my body! And I mean EVERY inch!"

Pierre cracked up laughing! He almost spilled his beer as he doubled over in convulsions.

Johann sat staring at his reflection in the bar mirror and was not amused in the slightest.

He took another swig of his beer.

After a few moments, Pierre regained his composure, and noticed that Johann was not laughing with him.

"Why are you so unhappy about that?" he said, grinning. "Was that not an enjoyable experience?"

"Yessss!" Johann said, again placing great emphasis on the letter 's'. "But that is not the point!"

"Ok, I give up!" Pierre said, not knowing what to think. No where in his memory could he come up with any possible conclusion as to why Johann could be so upset after having had such a delightful experience.

"Let me TELL you! Johann said, again using great emphasis, as he took a moment to collect his thoughts and finish the last of his beer.

"I was so excited about all this that I telephoned all my buddies and told them everything those girls did to me. Everything! And do you know, not one of them believed me! Not one! They all called me a liar! They thought I was putting them on. They just didn't believe it happened and I could say nothing to convince them that I was telling the truth!"

Then, he blurted out emphatically, in an even louder voice! This time, everyone in the bar heard him!

"In foro conscientiae! I am a man of integrity! I do not lie! I am a graduate of the University of Toronto in the field of economics and it is not in my nature to tell a lie!"

Pierre cracked up laughing again. As he was about to leave, he called to the bartender and patted Johann on the shoulder. He then handed the bartender a fist full of cash.

"Give this young banker another drink," he said, "and here's enough money to cover his cab fare home. He's going to need both!"

-fin-

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