There is this barber shop always on the radio i wanted to check out and I saw Eclectic Salon next door. It looked really nice when I walked in it was a little warm but the few people there seemed nice enough. Then a few people walked in you know the tacky ed-hardy type all smoking and cussing in front of the door. Each to his own but seriously what kind of person does that, I mean I had my kid with me and they are dropping f bombs walking right past us. Turns out THEY WORK THERE as stylists i couldn't believe it. I traveled upstairs to find decent civilization when I tried to ask another sitting costumer a question someone approached me smacking gum like some sort of horse with peanut butter in her gum's asking me if I needed help. I don't remember her name but she pointed me to an empty desk downstairs with quite colorfull cards sitting on top. Someone else who scheduled me later that week over the phone. A smelly obese man that showed up 20minuets late and kept calling me sugar and baby even after I continuously told him my name he was completely disrespectful and he kept chatting with everyone that passed and kept singing very loudly throughout my visit. It seemed like he wasn't listening to a word I said and went hot curler crazy and fried my hair. He talked himself up but trust me had no idea and/ or didn't care about how to do my hair. His name was Steffon which matched his crazy unbecoming diva attitude. Needless to say after paying a ridiculous amount to have my hair destroyed I wont be back again.
Pros: I found advil in my purse, to take away from my headache
Cons: I needed to get another hair cut to fix the damage
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