I was at a Sportsclips in a very busy mall. I was waiting when the hairdresser called me up to the chair. She asked me what I wanted and I just said a trim. She sprayed me with water and started trimming. I watched her through the mirror. She was making small talk. She grabbed a bunch of my hair, asked me what I did for a living, and then cut of the tip of her finger. She didn’t seem to feel it and I told her I was a salesman. She nodded and said her Dad was a salesman and grabbed another handful of hair and snipped of the tip of her middle finger. She said there were always joke about him having a second family in another city and she cut of the tip of her ring finger. As she cut off her pinky finger she told me there was a girl another town over that looked just like her. I nodded and told her that was crazy. She asked me how my hair looked and I said it looked good. She brushed her fingertips and my hair off of my lap onto the floor where they mixed with her blood. She asked me if I wanted a hot towel and I said yes.