My hair grows really fast. It doesn't just grow out fast, it grows thick. There's a little part of my hair around my ears that eventually grows out too long and just annoys me to no end. For most of my life, this means getting a haircut at a rate of once every 4-5 weeks. When I was little, it was one of my most hated regular events. I disliked going to all these different hair places, not knowing who would cut it or what would go on.
I didn't have a regular barber shop at all until I was about 10 years old. Then a barber shop opened up just down the street from our house. I went there and we liked them. They cut my hair quick, and they did it right. It no longer became annoying to get a hair cut. I knew what to expect. They didn't do things that all the other people had done at other various places: nick my ears with the razor, stab me with the scissors or any of that other stuff.
How I Generally View A Barber Shop Chair
I went there from the time I was 10 until I was 22 and moved to WV. One of the first things I thought about when I got here is, now what do I do for a hair cut? I first tried the closest place to where we lived, George's Barber Shop. I lucked into getting George himself to cut my hair. I was told how good of a job he did. He didn't nick me or cut me or hurt me in general. However, the hair cut just didn't work. It was as if he didn't listen to anything I said. He cut off my sideburns completely, he basically shaved my hair down to stubs and I just general came out of it looking like, well like my dad's hair cut would look. Next.
So I tried Walmart. Yes, I had to give Walmart a shot. It sounds like you would think. I got a haircut at freaking Walmart. I had almost never done that in the past 23 years of my life, but I was new and didn't know where else to try. After a few random hair cuts and one really bad experience, I decided I could no longer subject my hair to this kind of torture. Next.
We were out and I needed a hair cut. I saw a Fantastic Sams. I remember how when I was 3 and 4, I had gone there and don't remember completely hating it. I thought it couldn't be any worse. I went in and got a hair cut. The person did a satisfactory job. She listened to what I explained I wanted, and she did it. My hair looked good.
There were some downfalls but they are just general downfalls with getting a haircut for me. For instance, they always insist that I have to get my hair washed. I hate having the hair cut people wash my hair. Maybe everyone else likes it, but I can't stand it. One of my biggest pet peeves is having people touch my face. I can't stand it. That's one of the things that makes getting a hair cut anywhere annoying to me. Secondly, they make you sit in the world's shortest chair with no backing. Then you lean back on the world's hardest sink, and as a person with a slightly deviated septum, at this point breathing is a struggle.
I usually just deal with it, but it is really annoying. I put up with it because, this place finally gets it right. It's been a good hair cut all four times with four different people. I like going here. I think I finally found my hair cut place. It's good that after 4 years I finally have my place.
A year ago when I went back to Fort Smith on vacation, I decided to wait and get my hair cut at the old place. Kim was still there and I got right in to get my hair cut. She did none of the annoying things I listed above. It was a perfect hair cut experience and for a good price as always. Hair was perfect. I don't need a $400 hair cut, I just want it to look neat and combable; oh and mostly be shorter so that wearing hats isn't so suppressingly tight.
It may not seem like a big deal, but if you have a "place" where you always go and they always get it right, this can certainly be a minor inconvenience when you move out of the area. Some may not think about it, but it was on my mind when I got here. It's just good to know that I finally have a new "place", but it took a lot of trial and error to get there.
No comments:
Post a Comment