I'm Not Dead Yet

Tired of paying a lot more for the same kind of haircut at the same salon where Himself gets his hair cut, I decided to try one of the chain salons. Man, woman, long hair, short hair, everyone pays the same price.

A pretty girl, rather a young woman ushered me to her station. She asked how I wanted my hair cut. As she worked, we chit chatted, the kind of small talk that goes on in beauty parlors. I must be showing my mileage because  her innocent "So, are you retired?" took me by surprise. I may have crossed a few fields, but I'm not dead yet.