The Pun Also Rises
(as seen in the North Adams Transcript)
"Hair Apparent"
So the other day I noticed
a new hair salon had recently opened across from Mass MoCA, next
to the Mohawk Bar. And this surprised me a little bit, because if
I was going to pick a type of business that that area of North Adams
really needs, hair salon would not be in the top million.
For example, were you to jog at seven miles an hour toward Main
Street from the new hair salon, then you would reach another haircut
shop in less than five seconds. Because just a few doors down is
a men's barbershop, the one with the big glass front window next
to Brew HaHa.
While pondering this coincidence and walking up Main Street, if
you closed your eyes you could avoid any haircut shops until the
movie theater, when you'd have to make a decision which way to turn.
If you turned right toward MCLA, you'd pass multiple haircutteries
on Ashland Street just after crossing the road, some right next
to each other. Conversely, if you had turned left at the movie theater toward
the Big Y, you'd still pass a few hair salons. There's really no
avoiding it; even if you passed the Big Y and went all the way down
to the next street, once you turned left on River Street you'd find
another hair salon.
But River Street is hundreds of yards away, and so is hardly worth
considering when examining this bizarre mass of mane-mangling emporiums
off of Main Street. In fact, the sheer number of hair salons can
lead to only one conclusion: There are yetis living in North Adams.
There is simply no other explanation for the number of haircut shops
in the vicinity of Main Street. And to think, all this time, people have been looking for them
in the Himalayas and various other exotic locations. But no, here
in North Adams is where they can get constant haircuts, so here
in North Adams is where they reside. They probably live near the
intersection of Main Street and Ashland Street.
I imagine that the yetis, having escaped photographs for centuries,
are eager not to have their images captured in an un-shorn state.
They probably leave their apartment early each morning and walk
directly into the hair salon next door, where the barber ushers
them into a back room and proceeds to give them the daily haircut.
Perhaps it started with just one barbershop on the part of Ashland
Street closer to Mass MoCA, frequented by the yeti community. And
then yeti on the other part of Ashland feared that to walk a whole
block while unshorn would result in discovery. So another barbershop
opened up. But then the non-yeti residents of North Adams began
getting haircuts too. And the yeti soon realized that they couldn't
enter a barbershop already occupied, for fear of being seen in their
full hairy garb. Hence, more barbershops opened up.
This brought more residents in to get haircuts, and the yetis still
struggled to find abandoned shops, so they pressured locals to open
more and more haircutteries until Ashland Street was so filled with
them that the yetis could always find an empty shop for their morning
trim.
This may sound far-fetched, but I believe that it is nonetheless
much more plausible than the alternative explanation. If there were
no yetis, that means we would have to imagine that each new barber
or salon owner came along and decided it was a good business plan
to build a haircut shop in a small town where there were already
half a dozen haircut shops. Can you imagine someone using this reasoning?
"Well, there are only seven hair salons within 100 yards of
here, and that clearly isn't enough to meet the demands of the vast
population of North Adams, so I'd better open a barbershop off of
Main Street."
"Oh, that's a great idea. I notice that there's a really big
barbershop next door, why don't I open one right here?"
Clearly, such statements are preposterous. The only logical conclusion
is that yetis truly do exist in North Adams. I'm fairly confident
of this, and would even be glad to discuss it with you some afternoon
-- just don't expect to catch me in the mornings.
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Seth Brown is a local abominable humor writer who thinks that
people should let their hair down more often. He is a frequent contributor
to the Washington Post's Style Invitational, and his first book
"Think You're The Only One?" was recently published by
Barnes & Noble. His Web site is www.RisingPun.com
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