One of the things I dread about getting my haircut are barbers/hairstylists talking my ear off. Basically, you're detained when you're in that chair and I'm sure that was the longest haircut you've ever had, irateplatypus.
I like going to the old school barbershop in my neighborhood where the barber actually gauges your mood before flapping their yap ad naseum. I want to sit in the chair, get my haircut and basically be left alone. I'm not anti-social, but for some reason I'm already uncomfortable in that chair. Thats why I like the dentist...they don't expect you to talk when they have their hands in your mouth
