Do I look like a barber?
My co-workers and I went to lunch at Jucy's, a barbeque place that we used to go to every Friday. After 30 consecutive Fridays, we had gotten a bit burned out, so we took a break for a few weeks.

Well, it turns out that our break coincided with the end of the semester at a nearby barber college (which we didn't know was nearby). So the staff of Jucy's assumed that we had graduated the barber college and that we had gone on to our own barber shops.

That, of course, made us all laugh (and feel a little weird). After all, who would go to a balding barber?