A Cut Above

After much pleading from my wife, I agreed to take my children to the barber. The last child to get his haircut was behaving rather well, when suddenly, the screaming started. I ran over and saw that the barber had cut my son’s ear. There was plenty of blood, but it looked much worse than it really was.
My wife contacted the family doctor for advice on how to proceed. The question was whether the injury warranted stitches. I walked out of the barbershop and told my wife that I was not paying for the haircuts. My wife instructed me otherwise.
So I declared, “Well, at least I am not going to pay for that last haircut.” Once again, my wife disagreed.
“Well, I am not giving any tips!”
My wife said, “No. You should give the tips.”
So I said, “Well, I am certainly not going to tip the barber who cut my son’s ear.”
My wife replied, “Please tip that barber as well.”
So I went inside to pay for all the haircuts and to tip the barbers. In the end, the proprietor insisted that the haircuts were on the house, but I did tip the barbers.