The other night I was sitting in a bar downtown getting bad service over an only half decent pint when a street urchin who was getting a little too old for his trade, whisked in and up to our table, produced a brand new Gillette Fusion and offered it to me for $5. I, of course, shook my head, but he insisted, "C'mon, man, five bucks". That's when I turned around and proclaimed clearly to him and everyone in earshot, "I shave with a straight razor because I know how". That must have cooked his goose because he left immediately, clearly exhasperated. I've no doubt he had shoplifted the item and in all likelihood sold it eventualy, but it was nice to give the scrawny thief the impression that his wares held less value than he'd banked on.

X