Barbershop Mayhem

To whom it may concern,

This is a story of a man named Scott. An ordinary man with an ordinary life.
Whose routine cycles in an ordinary phase. But his life suddenly changed when he entered the barbershop.

The doorbell rang upon entering, a good sign for a possible costumer or just another vendor to loiter
and pig out in front of the telly. But this time it was Scott.He sat down on the seat.

A barber came along and sez,''what it'll be mate?'',

''hmmm, make me look like tom cruise for a change will you.'' Scott answered.

''But sir, i believe that will be impossible coz you're black, tom cruise is white.'' replied the barber jokingly.

''Godammit Man, just give me a haircut that will fit my personality! You're starting to annoy me! you're just a barber anyway!'', Scott angrily fired back.

''Very well sir, one last thing sir, can i use this scissor whom my great grand daddy gave me when i was a kid, he sez that it's a magical scissor.'' the barber sly-fully suggested.

''Just get on with it you madman! I'm on a tight schedule and give me a massage while you're at it!'' Scott impatiently replied.

The barber began cutting Scott's hair and on the process Scott doze off. An hour passed.

''Sir, it done'', ''Right, here! keep the change''

Scott left the barbershop hurriedly without even looking at the mirror.
 Walking down the street he suddenly felt a massive headache that he stood still and yell for his agonizing pain. people started to look at him and stared in awe. He stood up and ran back to the barbershop!

''What have you done to me?''

''That is what you want, right sir. then you got it.''

''I looked exactly like tome cruise but how come people screams when they see me and run away from me and cries for help?''

''People really sees what inside of you, an abomination, disfigured face with a black heart, you see yourself by who ever you want it to be but deep inside you cannot really hide your true form.''

''Take it back please I'll be good. please...'' Scott cries in fear.

''I am just a Barber sir, and your word is much powerful than my scissors...''