One of the reasons I hate getting my hair cut.
I just got my hair cut last week and the lady started talking to me. After a couple of minutes, she must have realized I was a poor conversationalist so she stopped asking me stuff. Problem is, it left me in this awkward position of having to keep the conversation going or something so I had to sit there and try to think of stupid shit to talk about. Like I really gave a fuck about how long she had been cutting hair and whatever else I asked her.
I tip like $5 any time I get my hair cut, so maybe I should just start bringing that up at the start. Like, hey man, I'll tip you $5, just STFU and don't talk to me.