Beards

I was browsing at a Vancouver thrift store last week when I overheard an old Sikh man, with a long grey beard and turban, trying to ask a question of an employee. He held up a small electronics item and asked with a thick accent, "What? For what?"

The employee, an older Jewish man with a white beard, black yarmulke, and standard Value Village red vest, inspected the gadget. "It's a shaver," he explained. "To cut hair on the face." He clapped a friendly hand onto the customer's shoulder. "But people of our faiths," he said cheerfully, "we don't need these!"