This place has gone downhill, a lot…read more
In the late 1990's, it had a prime spot in the Lexington Green shopping center. It is where I had my hair cut when I was in high school. It used to be clean, professional, and generally top-notch.
Then I hit a bohemian phase of my life in college and for a while after, I went for about six years without getting a haircut, grew my hair long, and didn't have any need for a salon.
Well, then I got a new direction in my life, and decided to get a haircut. Well, I really didn't know where to go to get a good haircut, so I decided to look up my old salon.
I had to do some internet searching to find their number, since they weren't at the place they used to be. The person who answered the phone was very curt, it seemed like I was bothering them by calling to make an appointment. I was told bluntly that they weren't taking any new clients, when I mentioned this was the last place I'd had a haircut, six years ago, and I was just trying to give them repeat business, they seemed to begrudgingly give me a hair appointment.
A few days later I drove out to their new location. They had moved from the Lexington Green shopping center to the back of an office building out in the suburbs, if you didn't know they were there, you'd never know it. You could certainly believe they weren't looking for new clients, the sign for them was very understated, and I was half afraid I'd gone to the wrong place.
Inside, it looked more like a business office than a hair salon, and I had my hair cut by a burly, surly man who didn't talk at all through it, and they only had one chair for cutting hair, in the back. There were no other clients there.
It was puzzling to say the least, that they weren't taking new clients and I had to almost fight to get in, they seemed to have no clients when I got there, and had only the most token ability to actually cut hair.
The haircut itself was a mediocre hatchet-job of trimming off my ponytail and quickly trimming my hair into something decent. As I previously stated, my stylist had zero people skills and I actually felt vaguely scared at letting him around me with scissors.
I was charged $40 for this haircut, which was about $30 more than it was worth. Tipping may be common with hair salons, but I really didn't think they'd earned it. I paid with cash, got out of there, and drove off (and started asking around for a better place to get a haircut).