Good and old fashioned by Caped Crusader

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Type your story here I had had a good meeting at a major suppliers and found myself with time on my hands in a strange town. so I thought I would take a walk and have a bit of an explore, after all I didn't get over here often and it was one of those touristy sort of places worth spending an hour or two in. As I turned a corner off the main high street, there it was, a proper old fashioned barbers shop, a bit run down but open with no one in the chair. The sort of place that is disappearing fast. The sort of place I like to have my hair cut in. S in I walked.

The barber, an elderly man, put down his paper, got up from where he was sitting and asked me to take a seat. The barbers chair was reassuringly well use, and as he took the cape from the back of it, the barber asked how I wanted my hair cut.

" A short back and sides please", I said, expecting a reply.

He said nothing, but a gleam seemed to enter his eye. He finished caping me then put a tissue around the back of my neck. he then turned to his clippers, he picked them up, took off the guard that was on them, and pushed the lever on the clippers to make this the shortest of unguarded cuts. He then walked around the back of me, gently pushed my head down and began to push the clippers up the back of my head, slowly and with care. The clippers went high, probably higher than I expected but I didn't mind a bit. He continued to do this until he had finished the pealing and then moved round to my right side.

Pulling down my ear he proceeded to shave every thing off to a good inch or more above my ear. He shaved all the right side and then moved around to the left and did the same their. So now my hair looked like a shaving brush, shaved high up the sides and back with the top still its old length, but not for long.

"Havn't seen you here before" he said.

"Had a business meeting which finished early, so I thought I would have look at your town".

"So how do you like it"? he said.

"Well I was enjoying my walk, but seeing your shop has made my day"

As we were talking he was slowly demolishing the hair on top with his thinning shears. He moved all over the top with a thoroughness that was amazing. My hair was rapidly being reduced to a very short length. He switched scissors and took my hair down to about a quarter of an inch all over. Then my quiet barber picked up a smaller pair of clippers and began blending the shaved sides and back to the top length. He was again very thorough, and in no time my hair cut was finished, everything neatly blended in. He had run over the back and sides again with his little clippers, and there wasn't much left there at all.

"Would you like some cream"?, he said

"Why not", I said

He then rubbed some brylcream like stuff onto my remaining hair, and put a knife straight parting into it. He then loosened my cape, and with a tissue, wet my neck around the top of the ear line. Then with a straight razor he shaved my neck, when finished he put some cologne on it.
He then whipped off the cape and handed me the tissue.

"There you are sir a short back and sides, and what a pleasure to do one again"

"Why do you say that"? I said

"Noone raelly comes in here any more apart from a few regulars", he said. And they don't have their haircut like that anymore, and for the young ones I suppose my shop is not fashionable enough to be seen in"

"So what will you do"?, I said.

"Oh I am retiring soon, but I will miss cutting hair, especially a good old fashioned short back and sides"

I said goodbye and left, with a great haircut, but strangely sad

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