Sadness, one person at a time

Thursday conversation with a guy who was holding something sharp over my head:

So, have people been talking about the elections here?
Not much. People talk about odd things when they get their hair cut.

How about you, did you watch them with your partner?
Yes, we stayed up half the night...

And?
And at the end of it, I called my mother, of all people, and cried, really hard.