2. The back-of-the-head mirror glance. After the haircut, the barber always flashes a mirror and asks me if I’m happy with the way he has cut parts of my hair that I otherwise would never be able to see. The first person who tells them, “No, I’m not satisfied” deserves a ticket straight to heaven, which is probably where he’ll be headed after the barber goes all Edward Scissorhands on him for the rebuke.
3. The magazine selection. Why, in a men’s barber shop, would you keep only men’s fitness magazines? What’s a guy gotta do to get an FHM or Playboy?
4. The disapproving sniff. Yes, my hair is a mess. That’s why I’m here.
5. “How would you like your hair cut?” Well, I’d like it cut really short so I don’t have to see you again for six months.
6. Becoming a captive audience. I’m stuck in that chair until the barber tells me it’s time to go home. Until then, I have to listen to every inane thing he says and I’m afraid if I don’t give a sufficiently interesting reply he’ll nick me.
7. The “blade or machine” question. It can be really hard to decide if I want to risk getting AIDS or have my neck tickled by a buzzing machine.
8. The massage. I know how dirty my hair is and now I have the barber who has been handling my hair for the last 30 minutes ask if I’d like a neck message. Not with those hands, buddy.
9. The risk of murder. Here’s an enclosed space filled with sharp scissors and there isn’t a security guard in sight.
10. The guys with the photographs. Dude, just because you’re showing an underpaid man a picture of Brad Pitt doesn’t mean he can make you look like him.
Published in The Express Tribune, Sunday Magazine, January 22nd, 2012.
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this article is a complete waste of time
you can get AIDS from blades in a barber shop. But only if the blades are being reused. The next time you go for a shave, ask always for a new blade. Its your right.
The 6th point is a good one:)!
Razors embedded with what seems to be a particularly contagious strain of HIV, dirty icky hands of the "lower classes", sharp metal and no security guards? Wow man, you have it rough. Hope you managed to get back home without having to face the plebs knocking on your car window or having to make eye contact with your servants. sigh First world problems in a third world country.
Non sense! Seems you had to write something anyway..
not that good but I too hate spending tyme in barbar shop :(
um, you cant get AIDS from a blade in a barber shop. This is a pretty stupid article.
Ok this article was a serious waste of time. Half the things here are those which have never even come to my mind. And the other half have been exaggerated. Kudos!
lame!