“So what can I do for you?”
“Take me to Flavortown”
“So what can I do for you?”
“Take me to Flavortown”
“Looks great, thanks!”
[pays]
[tips]
[wears hat for a week]
The worst I’ve had, I waited an hour while the lads chatted, banted, went out for fags and generally pratted about. He asked what I wanted, I said the standard “same but shorter and tidier”.
My hair is curly and shaggy and it was about an inch and a half long at the time. The cunner comes in with clippers and before I can process what’s happening he’s clippered across the top of my forehead and cut the front down to basically nothing. I sat in shock while he gave me a grade 2 all over.
Of course when he held up the mirror I said “yeah great cheers, way better”, got up, paid, tipped then left and kicked a nearby bin. I’ve been back twice since.