Every Saturday, this man goes into his barbershop. So this one Saturday he told his barber that he was going to Rome.
The Barber asked what flight he was going to take. The Man responded “A-1.”
The barber yelled, “A-1! Are you crazy? That plane’s food is horrible! And, you’ll never get a wink of sleep ’cause the engines are so noisy!”
After a moment of silence, the barber politely asked, “What hotel are you staying at?”
The man replied “The Grand Hotel.”
The Barber again yelled, “Why are you going there? The place is infested with roaches, and the mattresses are as hard as a rock!”
Then after another moment of silence, the man said, “Oh, and guess what I’m going to do?”
“What?” asked the Barber.
“I’m going to see the pope!”
The barber literally screamed, “You’ll never get to see the pope!! No one ever gets to see the pope up close!”
Two weeks later the man came back and said that the plane and the hotel were great. The barber was astonished.
The barber asked if the man got to see the pope up close. The man stretched his arms about 2 feet apart and said, “I got to see the pope and I was this far away and he talked to me personally.”
“No way,” said the barber. “What did he say to you?”
“Where did you get the dumb haircut?” the man replied.