A new haircut

Well only twice in my twenties have a paid for a haircut and yesterday was one of them. Since my mom wasnt around and shaved heads dont look good at interviews I went up the street to the greek barber whose only english words I have ever heard are 'how you want' and 'ten please'. He spends the whole 10 minutes haircut arguing with the 4 other senior greeks, one of which always (as in both times I have been there) is watching The Price is right with the sound off. They get in such heated debates that my barber actually stops cutting my hair and goes over and throws his hands in the air before coming back and using a straight razor to trim around my ears (its as unerving as it sounds). He also has like 14 budgies who chirp non-stop. He cuts a good haircut though.