Ten Minute Wait

Strolled in to my barbers Friday evening Typical wait (10 minutes) No problem, except two people bothering me. A mother while she coddles her son with one wavy arm In tight clothes A ring bigger than Texas... not a word spoken between them both on their fancy I phones Son, strolling through Facebook Mother staying busy with games, starring into it as if it were a big mac I watched cursing in my head Other waiting people stuck on their cool new entertainment Nobody talks Nobody thinks 10 spare minutes scares the *****out of people Time to get her son’s haircut He, atleast 10 She walks over and instructs the barber what her son needs probably never making a decision for himself He'll grow as she becoming a winner