There was only one barbershop in the town I went to school at. There was 3 dudes: 1st dude was nice as hell with the clippers, 2nd dude just cut whites and mexican's hair, and the last dude had no customers and he I always got clowned by everybody in the shop.
So of course I went with the dude that could cut but he was an extreme bytch ass nikka. He would have nikkas waiting all day and when they were next, he would take a hour break. He would sit in the shop eating his food and when he finished he would chill and talk while nikkas was waiting on him
So one day, I waited for over 2 hours for my cut and when it was my turn, his friend walked in and he told him to hop in the chair so Im like
. So I went to the nikka who had no customers
But the after the cut I was
So the next time I come in, I go back to my original barber but he gave the look and told me to go back to the other dude because nobody switches on him
But a year later, his bytch ass lost all of his costumers and then my new barber was the