This barber shop door frame looks a bit rough with left over winter sidewalk salt, but most people don’t notice that. They’re too busy looking at the main attraction. She is catching a few warming rays by the door, dozing in the greenhouse effect she must be feeling. Ahhh … so gooooood … after a long winter.
Her job is to invite interest in the barber shop. Anyone who parks in this strip mall and happens to walk by will remember the barber shop and possibly come back as a customer. Or maybe just to see the dog.
Looking like the Queen of Sheba, she rests while doing her job very well.
I’m wondering if she needs a bit of a haircut herself.
“You first,” she says.
The queen lies on her chaise longue
For nothing in her world is wrong.
How languidly, she soaks up sun,
Attracting clients one by one.
“You think I’m sleeping on the job,
I’m making sure no one will rob
The barber shop and any guest.
I only look as if I rest.
You need a haircut? Come on in.
I’ve done my job and we both win.”