The receptionist I spoke to today was the SWEETEST. Just wanted to say that first. I called to get my 4 year old in last minute and Yvonne (I think that’s how you spell it) had one spot open. I am not sure if it’s just how she is in general or if she was having a bad day but there was a definite attitude. She seemed to have little patience towards my little guy who occasionally moved and although a part of me wanted to go mama bear I stayed calm and polite the entire time and my son for the most part remained happy and proud of himself for getting his haircut (because it always makes him anxious). At one point he shifted and she accidentally took hair off one spot and lets out this frustrated sigh saying, “I told you not to move.” Come on, he’s 4 years old. After we got home and he got a shower I realized how choppy his haircut ended up being. ☹️ Usually we go to a local barber but today was impulsive and I am regretting it. Here’s a picture of how proud he was of himself, a picture of what I consider choppy and not blended. Not sure the actual term. And then a picture of the area that was accidentally buzzed