Tweezerman Facial Hair Scissors – For Facial Hair and Unwanted Shirt Threads
These sleek, silver, scissors sliced through threads seen only with the finest eyes. True, most days the scissors removed hair from ears and elsewhere, but no more superb thread cutter was found than this.
The Scene: A dim cafe in the Midwest. Third table, by the window, farthest from the door.
The Future: Nancy would walk in the door, with a smile, bringing in sunlight to my life.
The Past: A new shirt purchased just for the occasion.
The Problem: A nagging, unbearable, itchy thread along my left side, just below my arm.
The Tension: Nancy’s arrival would be in five minutes. By this time, she had parked her car in the garage and was coming down Charles Street, just around the corner.
The solution was found next door, at a pharmacy. A credit card swipe sped up the transaction. A step into the restroom to discretely cut the offending threads (there were three), and I was done. As I sat down, she stepped in, as lovely as my memory of her.
May your scissors cut all hair, threads and whatever else is needed on time.
More romance.
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