nick the barber

Got a haircut today. Usually I go to Bob the Barber, who charges $12. Problem is that its about a 10 minute drive from home and so I really only get the chance to go on Saturday mornings, for which they're open till noon. Saturday mornings aren't really my thing, so it doesn't work to well. Today during my lunch break I decided to go try out Nick the Barber, who charges $13 a cut but is only a couple of blocks away from the office.

This guy was an interesting one. When I got there, there were no other customers and there was this portly European man of about 50, pacing around the little shop on his mobile phone, complaining about something. Anyway, I sit down and a few minutes later he's done and asks what I want. Just as I'm about to start giving him directions, he excuses himself for a second to change the TV channel to the cricket, which was just about to start. Then he starts giving me recommendations on what would look good on me. I just agreed and said whatever.

The cutting begins. He was surprisingly bouncy and energetic and all over the place as he started cutting, as if he was being shot at whilst cutting my hair. To make things worse he kept turning to look at the cricket. Unfortunately I couldn't really see what was happening with the match as the TV was directly to my left. Anyway, he continues snipping away, giving a running commentary on what exactly he was doing to my hair, asking my opinion on it and assuring me by telling me how great it is. All this time, his belly keeps pushing up against me as he tries to get closer to my hair, which was not cool at all. Besides that, he actually did a good job, really took his time and kept giving me hints and tips.

At the end of the day I still have my ears, so it's all good. Better than the $20 rush jobs you get at Red Mo Barber Shack.