Let me tell you about my barber

That’s right, I have a barber who I regularly go to for my haircuts. Never had a barber before I moved to Toledo. Usually whenever I needed a haircut I would just go to some haircut franchise like Hot Clips or something like that where they hire girls straight out of the local beauty school. So usually I would get my haircut from a new girl every time I went, so I never had a regular barber that I preferred. Well that all changed when I moved to Toledo. Let me explain how it all happened.

Moving to Toledo I somehow knew that I would eventually need to get a haircut. This worried me because I had no idea where to get a haircut. When the time came for my hair cut I was panicking. Fortunately I remembered that when I first checked my mail box at school there was a flier inside for some kind of a barbershop. “Barbershop eh? Hmmm…this might not be a bad idea,” is what I thought. So I looked up the address and I hopped in my car and I drove to see this so called barbershop. That is how I met Howard, my barber. Howard is an elderly person and I have no idea how old he is but he is a great guy who lived an interesting life and he gives really great haircuts. When he was done with my hair I knew I would be coming back again and again.

So let me tell you a little about Howard. Like I said he is an old man, he is the owner of the barbershop, he has lived in Toledo his entire life and has actually never been outside of Toledo and doesn’t “give a damn either.” His barbershop is divided into cubicles and he employs two other barbers. I never see them because I always give Howard a call when I need a haircut because Howard is the man. Howard’s cubicle is cool because it has a mannequin in it (just the upper body, nothing below the waist) that always has a different hat on it, or sunglasses or something else. His cubicle also has a nice portrait of Jesus with sign on it that says “Friend” which for some reason I think is really cool. He also has a little chalkboard hanging on one of his cubicle walls with a border that says “days left until X-mas” and you just write in the number with chalk, so it’s a countdown until Christmas chalkboard and every day he makes sure to write in how many days are left. I think that is really cool. Good old Howard, he really loves Christmas.

There is something really cool about sitting in a barbershop getting your hair cut and talking to the barber that you know by name and have known long enough for him to remember to ask you how that exam went and so on. Kind of reminds me of some movie about a barbershop where the guy talks to the barber. This also make me feel all grown up, except it doesn’t because I am probably the youngest person that is a regular at that barbershop, because everyone else that comes to get their haircut there is a senior citizen. They all know me by name now and recognize my voice when I call. I love this place and I will keep getting my hair cut there because Howard is an excellent barber and he is a really great guy.