Dropping off a friend
see the sign
these women jeff and I met in the Violet Hour — $50 in the salon, $25
memories of the Lion’s Den – and being concerned when the prices when up from $9 to $11. Then getting spoiled in college by my hair-stylist cousin who gave me a family rate that would have been robbery in any other joint.
imagine my surprise, then, when I walked in a salon in a small Mississippi town and left 20 minutes later with 23 fewer dollars in my pocket.
And upon moving to chicago: $17 many places — at least at a “classic” barbershop — and $21 with tip.
I’d almost gotten to the point where I was ready to hack up my own hair.
But not quite yet.
how? haircutting students?
the description. how to be as specific as possible. picture?
the cut. was it good?
the barber. was he a character?
the tip. how much?