I've been going to the same barber for a few years now. They are old school Brooklyn. They give you alcohol if you want it. They play the best music. They go to Doo Wop shows and talk about them- well, at least once.
They also love to give Mondale a nice little head massage to top off his haircut. I know many people that go to the same barbershop. As far as I know, only Mondale is lucky enough to get the head massage.
That is, until two days ago! That's right, after my haircut and beard trim, Vito gave me a very short but oh so satisfying headrub. I was so happy to have one less thing for Mondale to lord over me. I excitedly told him about it yesterday. I asked him how long his headrubs usually last. He said about one minute. "One minute?" I asked. Pressed, he guessed maybe it was thirty seconds. But he wasn't sure. He did say that the first massage was less than ten seconds. So my eight-second venture might just be a start!
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Vito--who I mistakenly thought was named John for a long time, until the time I went there and both him and John were working--used to caress me so affectionately (hair, shoulders) that I always assumed he was some kind of closet case or paternal bi type of guy. Never got a head massage though.
I stopped going there for my haircuts because, like all other old-school barber places, they seem to like to demolish the hell out of your hair even if you say you don't want it short. Same problem with Astor Place. Next haircut I get, I am going somewhere where the people cutting hair are under 30 and the price is over $20. Not that I want to pay that much, but I just want someone to fucking cut my hair like I ask them to and not just lawnmower the hell out of it.
Mondale confided to me that he also gets a "happy ending" but perhaps you need a funny accent for that.
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