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Since I moved to Tech Valley, about 2 months ago, I haven't bothered to get a haircut. I am now reminiscent of a young Paul McCartney, however in hairstyle only. One of the hardest things I've had to consider was finding a new barber.
I've been going to Sam's Barber Shop for as long as I can remember. While I was in school, I would often wait until I went home to avoid getting a haircut in Binghamton. But when it was unavoidable, I would go to Arto['s](?) Barber Shop in Vestal Plaza.
There is one parallel to these two establishments. They both end in 'Barber Shop'. I have since become determined that any barber worth his salt is going to call his place "X's Barber Shop". So, based on that logic, I have a few choices:
- Mr. Rowland's Fademaster Barber
- Jen's Barber Shop
- Tony Ciccarelli Barber Shop
- Bernie's & Tony's Barber Shop
So the search continues. I have a feeling that I'll end up going to "Campus Unisex" at Sage It's actually at RPI. I realize that defeats my whole "barber shop" argument, but I don't think the hipsters at Sage would allow just anyone to trim their stylish manes.
Bottom line: No more than $10, and don't make me look like a drill sergeant or a french poodle.
Update:
Dear God.
darlin' don't you go and cut your hair
do you think it's gonna make him change?
"i'm just a boy with a new haircut"
and that's a pretty nice haircut
So, I couldn't find "Campus Unisex". I drove around downtown Troy looking for a Mom and Pop barber shop.. er, heh .. and couldn't find one. I remember seeing a place called "The Gentleman's Haircut" on Route 2 on the way to Latham. I headed up there, and ... well, let me explain.
The first thing that set me off was the sign on the door that said "Gentlemen Only" and the blacked out doors and windows. I figured, well, I'm sort of a gentleman. I opened the door, peeked my head in, and saw what looked like a fancy barber shop. I backed out, but the bell above the door had already given me away.
A large man in all black came out of the barber shop.
"No haircut for you today?"
"Oh, no, I just... I think this place is a little out of my league."
"Nah, come in. We'll take care of you." (or something to that effect)
The Man In Black, who I can only imagine to be the proprietor, offered me a drink and the "menu". The "menu" was a list of the different haircuts and services the "Gentleman's Haircut" provided. Their speciality, the self-titled "Gentleman's Haircut" was $22. It was too late now. I was going to get soaked for this haircut.
Then I noticed something else. The "Barber" (who introduced herself, but in the shock of the moment, caused me to immediately forget her name) was wearing a flame red bikini, with some sort of frilly/ropey bottom.
My feet began to sweat as my mind made the obvious connection.
They call a strip club a "gentleman's club". This, apparently, truly was the "gentleman's haircut".
My experience at "The Gentleman's Haircut" was not much unlike any other trip to the barber, save for the fact that the barber was a woman (bottom line failure #1) and that a burly man in all black kept a close eye on me to ensure that I followed the "Code of the Gentleman", as outlined in the "menu":
- A gentleman does not touch the ladies.
- A gentleman does not use foul language.
Also, I can now highly recommend "The Gentleman's Haircut" to my friends.

hah! That would be the most expensive haircut I've heard of.
Anyhow, I got a haircut yesterday. It didn't magically make me look great, but it was only $7 after the coupon.
Thank you for your recommendation. I should let you know that the Ladies have now taken off their flame red bikinis... and have exchanged them temporarily for sexy Baby Doll Lingerie. If someone would like more information about The Gentleman's Haircut they can email me @ TheMan@nycap.rr.com
Thank You