Posted on 10/08/2011 6:32:47 AM PDT by Kaslin
Nostalgia? I’ll give you nostalgia - shave and a haircut, two bits!
—thought I’d get a “nostalgic” haircut a few years ago—big disappointment—nobody else in the shop and the guy didn’t even realize that the California border was a couple of miles to the southwest—sure didn’t have much to gossip about-—
Jack in Baden cuts my hair. He is a really Unique guy.
He has been cutting my hair for 40 years.
Hs hands are a bit shaky with the razor now , but you get the full treatmeny. Hair, Nose hair, eyebrows,shaves the edges.
jack gives a good cut, but the only difference between a good hair cut and a bad one is two weeks.
A bit like the news cycle. What happens today is old news two weeks from now.
TWELVE DOLLARS FOR A HAIRCUT? I always cut my own, and I used to bleach it, color it, perm it, when I was young, many many many years ago. But I still cut my own hair, I don’t let people come near my neck with sharp sissors! LOL I remember when boys got $1.25 haircuts in Oklahoma in the 1960s. But I still wouldn’t spend even THAT much to have someone do for me, what I can do for myself, for free. It is so easy.
It also doesn't hurt that Apple's stuff is manufactured overseas so their profit margins are huge, and, no unions!
On a more philosophical note, death has brought Steve Jobs level with the lowest coolie in one of his Chinese sweatshops. Death is the great equalizer. Think on that, ye mighty, and despair.
This is in the state of New York. Everything in the Northeast is more expensive due to the libtards mucking things up.
Me, I go to a barber shop run by Vietnamese immigrants. They do one heck of a traditional barbershop job. Some weekends, I go and get a straight-razor shave to go along with the haircut.
The Navel Legend I heard tell was that “Pieces of Eight” were coins pre-scored to break into eight “bits”. “Two bits” is a fourth of a dollar...twenty five cents.
When I was a kid in the 50s we had a neighbor who would cut hair for 10 cents. Nothing fancy, he didn’t do the shaving thing or extra trim but his haircuts were as good as any.
That was cheap even back then. I always suspected he just liked the company as he lived way back in the woods. Also he only cut hair on Saturdays.
The Barber is absolutely right.
I get my nostalgia haircut every two weeks. Ride my bike down the street wait in line tell a few jokes (unless there is a mother with kids there ).
The difference is I pay $15 (3 dollar tip). I have to say I really enjoy it.
I wouldn’t call it “wisdom” so much as an “opinion.” And you know what they say about opinions. (Sometimes they are right, sometimes they are wrong. What did you think I meant?)
12 bucks is really really cheap for a hair cut. My guy (basic barber) charges 18 and he’s under charging (at least for his quality) so I pay him 23. Cutting it myself would take way too long, and wouldn’t look half as good, and I wouldn’t get to visit with Dale and the gang.
It must be something with those Asians. I went to a Chinese barber once in western Canada. I spent what seemed like 2 minutes on his chair, and walked away with the best haircut I’ve ever had. LOL.
I get a cut and beard trim for $13. Just a a cut is $8.
My dad bought some clippers and cut our hair. .
There were four of us boys, so the family saved a dollar or two. The results? We looked like some prison mug shots . . or plucked chickens, depending on the kid.
Fortunately, when we were old enough to become aware of our looks, Mom put her foot down. We got to go to the barber shop with Dad. Then those girls started to notice us . . .
Jobs taught people to need things they couldn't even imagine, much less know they needed. Sugar and caffeine operate at a more basic physiologic level.
‘I wouldnt call it wisdom so much as an opinion.’
And not all that insightful an opinion at that. The world wasn’t “hooked on caffeine and sugar” before Starbucks? Lame.
Three chairs (one bears its date of manufacture -- 1959), two full-time barbers (Mark and Cathy [or maybe Kathy]), and one part-time barber, who may be C/Kathy's son, or who may not be. I'm not sure; I presume she is.
A screen door permits the breeze to come in when the weather is suitable, so the smell of hair tonic, aftershave, and talcum powder is usually faint. The linoleum floor is worn, as are the waiting chairs lined up along the wall facing the barbers' chairs. The Charlotte Observer is there, for folks who want to check up on doings in the city 25 miles to the north, sometimes a Monroe paper (Monroe being the county seat, 10 miles or so east of Waxhaw), plus a Waxhaw paper that seems to be published intermittently, plus, of course, Field and Stream and Popular Science, and various catalogs selling hunting supplies and guns. Two deer heads look down from the wall over the waiting seats; a boar's head had gotten so ratty that it was recently removed. A small, ancient TV is usually on Fox News, unless there's a game on (there usually isn't, since I most often go on a weekday).
I wander in whenever I'm feeling shaggy, take the first seat that comes empty, and ask for something like a lime green Mohawk or blue spikes, and everyone pretends to find my old gag amusing, and then I get my usual "long crewcut," #2 guard on the sides, tapered in back. About 12-15 minutes or so, including a shave around the ears. I get up, look in the mirror, and say "oh, well -- thanks for trying," and they laugh again. They're used to me, I guess.
One thing I especially like about the place is that they let me bring my dog. So if you go there, and are greeted by a friendly Weimaraner, I'm probably there. If you want a quick trip back to the Eisenhower Administration, drop by for a trim if you're in the area.
Disclaimer: Opinions posted on Free Republic are those of the individual posters and do not necessarily represent the opinion of Free Republic or its management. All materials posted herein are protected by copyright law and the exemption for fair use of copyrighted works.