Friday, August 9th, 2013

I went to the barber shop to get my hair cut. I’d been going to a local shop on the main street, which I’d rather do than go to the chain store down on the corner, but I’d like it a lot more if I knew all the ins and outs of barber shop etiquette.

Here’s what I mean: There are four chairs at the local shop. Usually, there are also four barbers working on Saturday morning, one of the two days off when I can get to the barber. The first time I went there, every barber was busy so I took a seat and waited for the next available chair. The chair on the end came open in just a few minutes and the barber, I think I’ll call him Rob, nodded to me, so I went over, sat down and he cut my hair. Cut it pretty well, too.

The next time I went in, everybody was busy again, so I took a seat and waited. As it happened, Rob finished up with the guy who was in his chair and, after they’d settled the tab, Rob waved me over. I looked over at the guy waiting beside me. “This fellah was here first,” I said, but Rob smiled and waved me over and the guy said it was okay, so climbed into Rob’s chair and got a good hair cut.

The third time I went in, it was once again very busy. As it happened, I was also very busy, meaning I wanted to get my hair cut as soon as possible so I could get home again and back to work at whatever project was waiting for me, so when a chair came open, I looked over at Rob, saw he was occupied and plunked myself down in the available seat. Rob didn’t say anything to me then. He didn’t say anything to me afterwards, either. He didn’t offer to cut my hair ever again after that, either.

I had transgressed the unwritten law. Thou shalt not offer thy head to any but thy usual barber, or something like that. It’s always been like that wherever I go. You get a barber, you have to stay with that barber forever. Switching to another barber is just asking for The Old Stink Eye.

I don’t go there any more. I go to a different salon that’s closer to the office building where I work so it’s easier for me to schedule a cut after quitting time, but the last time I scheduled a hair cut I had to make an appointment with somebody besides the person who had cut my hair before that because I would have had to wait two weeks to get an appointment with her and I couldn’t wait that long, so I tried somebody new. I still don’t understand barbershop etiquette but I understand it well enough to know that I’ll never be able to get her to cut my hair again. I think.

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