The man who cut my hair whose name I won’t use took my requests and ran with them, never stopping to check with or ask me if the length was to my liking, something every hair dresser has always done for me. Needless to say he took off more than I would have liked. While this guy was very conversational It felt like he had forgotten my requests and got lost in his words while he proceeded to cut off more hair than I would have liked before I could say a peep. Additionally, in my lifetime of hair cuts, buzzing the back of my neck has always been a tickling sensation. This time when buzzing the back of my neck and around my ears I experienced stinging discomfort as if the blades were cutting directly into my skin. When I got home I realized than the skin on the back of my neck was raw, cut open and you could see the imprint of the buzzer. My neck burned continuously for the rest of the night and still showed signs of irritation the following day. I had to go back the next day, because of course he did one side and forgot about the other. After telling him about my neck he offered no apology. The best part was when my hair dresser refers to the president as an ‘idiot’ right before I left.