It seemed like any other regular Saturday morning at Johnny's house. Mom was cooking pancakes; dad was reading the newspaper; Johnny was waiting, sitting at the table drinking some orange juice. "Johnny, it is time for you to get a job," Johnny's dad said all of a sudden, without any warning. Johnny nearly spit out his orange juice after hearing his dad's startling remark. "What?" Johnny said after gulping.
"There comes a time in every boy's life when he must finally cut his hair and get a job," Johnny's dad told him. "But, dad!" Johnny said, trying reasoning. "No buts," Johnny's dad snapped. That afternoon Johnny's parents took him to a barber shop to get a haircut. He tried his best to hold back his tears on the way to the barber shop.
Johnny reluctantly sat down on the barber's chair wearing a frown on his face. "Why the long face?" asked the barber. "He doesn't want to get a haircut," Johnny's mom replied. "It's just hair. It'll grow back one day," the barber said, trying to cheer him up.