Good evening all!
My apologies in advance for the rather lengthy rant.
Here goes...
Since I'm lucky enough to live in a city (Cincinnati) where you can actually still get a decent straight razor shave, I've actually got quite a bit of experience with "traditional" shaves by qualified barbers. (Even though I'm terrible at it myself) This being the case, and since I'm also fortunate enough to do a great deal of traveling on the company dime, I tend to seek out barber shops during my travels that still offer a traditional shave. While I rarely have any luck, based on the reviews I read, I thought on my last trip to the Philadelphia/New Jersey area, I had hit a homerun.
This place had great atmosphere, they were as friendly as they could possibly be, and they offered a fairly decent selection of high-end products; e.g. Truefitt and Hill, Geo. F. Trumpers, etc. That however, is where it all starts to go wrong. The first "red flag" goes up when their receptionist casually mentions to my co-worker that he and I are scheduled for 4:00 and 4:15 respectively, with the same barber. (At this point I'm doing the math in my head and not liking what I'm coming up with) Still, undaunted, I press on. Big mistake!
Ricardo sits me down in the chair, applies a pre-shave balm, and then a hot towel. (I'm starting to feel a bit better here) However, that all ends abruptly when he tells me he has somebody in the chair next to me, and that he'll be shaving and cutting him at the same time. Honestly, I thought I had misunderstood him until he assured me he often "worked" two chairs simultaneously. So, he's bouncing back and forth between chairs, comes back to me momentarily, and applies what I'm fairly certain was Barbasol foam out of one of those cheap "hot foam" dispensers. Then, just like that, he starts shaving me at a speed which you would not believe. I'm just about to ask him what the hurry is, when he tells me that in Sicily he shaved as many as 63 faces in a single day! Now I'm not saying I'm a genius here, but again, I'm doing the math and not at all liking where it's leading me. While I'm doing the long division and carrying the one, he pauses just long enough to tell me that he's training for some sort of a "speed barber" competition in NYC, and thinks he has a fairly good chance of placing in the money! (This would have been a handy piece of information to have BEFORE I sat down) It's right about now that he takes what is honestly the largest gash out of my face that I've ever seen taken out of anyone's (I wish I had taken pictures), says "your skin is too sensitive for me to do a "close" shave", bounces back over to the other chair, and has somebody else come by and apply cocoa butter, which to be quite honest, I was still wiping off about twenty minutes later.
For all of my perseverance, I still got charged the full price of $30, and believe it or not, a lot of attitude because I didn't tip.
The moral of the story is, sometimes, when it just doesn't "feel" right, trust your instincts and get out of the chair. Reviews be damned.
Sorry for the rant, gentlemen.
Have a great evening!
Regards,
Paul
My apologies in advance for the rather lengthy rant.
Here goes...
Since I'm lucky enough to live in a city (Cincinnati) where you can actually still get a decent straight razor shave, I've actually got quite a bit of experience with "traditional" shaves by qualified barbers. (Even though I'm terrible at it myself) This being the case, and since I'm also fortunate enough to do a great deal of traveling on the company dime, I tend to seek out barber shops during my travels that still offer a traditional shave. While I rarely have any luck, based on the reviews I read, I thought on my last trip to the Philadelphia/New Jersey area, I had hit a homerun.
This place had great atmosphere, they were as friendly as they could possibly be, and they offered a fairly decent selection of high-end products; e.g. Truefitt and Hill, Geo. F. Trumpers, etc. That however, is where it all starts to go wrong. The first "red flag" goes up when their receptionist casually mentions to my co-worker that he and I are scheduled for 4:00 and 4:15 respectively, with the same barber. (At this point I'm doing the math in my head and not liking what I'm coming up with) Still, undaunted, I press on. Big mistake!
Ricardo sits me down in the chair, applies a pre-shave balm, and then a hot towel. (I'm starting to feel a bit better here) However, that all ends abruptly when he tells me he has somebody in the chair next to me, and that he'll be shaving and cutting him at the same time. Honestly, I thought I had misunderstood him until he assured me he often "worked" two chairs simultaneously. So, he's bouncing back and forth between chairs, comes back to me momentarily, and applies what I'm fairly certain was Barbasol foam out of one of those cheap "hot foam" dispensers. Then, just like that, he starts shaving me at a speed which you would not believe. I'm just about to ask him what the hurry is, when he tells me that in Sicily he shaved as many as 63 faces in a single day! Now I'm not saying I'm a genius here, but again, I'm doing the math and not at all liking where it's leading me. While I'm doing the long division and carrying the one, he pauses just long enough to tell me that he's training for some sort of a "speed barber" competition in NYC, and thinks he has a fairly good chance of placing in the money! (This would have been a handy piece of information to have BEFORE I sat down) It's right about now that he takes what is honestly the largest gash out of my face that I've ever seen taken out of anyone's (I wish I had taken pictures), says "your skin is too sensitive for me to do a "close" shave", bounces back over to the other chair, and has somebody else come by and apply cocoa butter, which to be quite honest, I was still wiping off about twenty minutes later.
For all of my perseverance, I still got charged the full price of $30, and believe it or not, a lot of attitude because I didn't tip.
The moral of the story is, sometimes, when it just doesn't "feel" right, trust your instincts and get out of the chair. Reviews be damned.
Sorry for the rant, gentlemen.
Have a great evening!
Regards,
Paul