Hair Cut

I remember the first time he came here: his father parked the car and brought the two young boys into my barber shop with a nervous expression. Both of them had long bowl cuts, covering the ears and the father said to me: cut it off. The older was the first who sat down in my chair. He had no alternatives. His father had given me the instructions very clearly. He looked at his father and tried to say something, but the father said hardly: quiet! I told you, military haircuts! The man said: give them the shortest haircut you can!