Every Saturday, this man goes into his barber shop. One Saturday, he told his barber that he was going to Rome.
The Barber asked what airline he was going to take. The man responded, "Italian Airlines."
The barber yelled, "Are you crazy? That airline's food is horrible! And, you'll never get a wink of sleep 'cause the engines are so noisy!"
After a moment the barber asked, "What hotel are you staying at?"
The man replied "The Grand Hotel."
The Barber again yelled, "Why are you going there?! The place has cockroaches and the mattresses are as hard as rocks!"
Then after another moment the man said, "Oh, 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 two feet apart and said, "I got to see the Pope and I was this far away and he talked to me personally."
"No way!" screamed the barber. "What did he say to you?"
The man replied, "He said, 'Where'd you get the dumb haircut?'"
