Random rant. So I moved a few months ago, same zip code new place.
Cutting my hair isn't hard. I get the one guard all around and a shape up. It's the military cut, but so many people fuck it up. At the old place, there was a barber I found that was perfect. Nice Korean lady, great cut, in and out in 15 minutes.
So I moved and there's a new place around the corner, run by a black dude. Now I have nightmares about black barbers. The cuts are good and clean, but you throw away a good part of your day on nonsense. But it's right down the street, so I figure I'll try it.
I walk in, young guy offers to cut my hair. Fair enough. I figure since he's young it'll be quick. He even puts in headphones to listen to music; awesome, I don't have to make small talk. Things are looking up.
55 goddamn minutes later, I'm still in this chair. This kid is cutting my hair like it's his magnum opus. Brushing and shaving the same spots over and over again. The lining alone took 15 minutes. I almost grabbed the razor out of his hand.
Every damn time.