I sacked my barber...

Nimeishi country iko na Muslim majority for 7 years na huko usafi is on another level. 2020 nitajipanga na bidet kwa pigsty
Mzito I had several Arab gals and few Somalis .nakuambia unakua na appetite even when you don't want to 😁😁 .kusafi kama Rwanda..
 
in general wakenya ni wachafu sana.. I've not been to a civilised country where unakatiwa nyama choma na mtu unaona ni mchafu hata anatoa makamasi and he proceeds to katakata bare hands alafu ni kule hiyo nyama never
A mutura guy with a brown from dirt dustcoat is busy cutting up and serving mutura with the same hands he's handling old dirty notes and still you find throngs stuffing themselves.
Then they wonder why they get all manner of stomach ailments.
 
Or rather I changed my barbershop.

I have been shaven in this barbershop for more than a year. During that time there was only one incident when I stopped the barber from using a towel from a bucket of dirty towels that was in the salon.
My immediate former barber is a young man who keeps his hair shaggy (the irony!) with one cowrie shell attached to a strand that hands over his right eye. The routine is he shaves me then a PYT (with a fine ass! :) ) does the washing, massaging and moisturizing.
So during my pre-Christmas shave I popped in only to find some reggae music booming from the system. The young man and the lady stukad guiltily (I think they had been dancing since there were no customers) but I didn't think much about it. Before I sat I told the young man to reduce the volume. He however stopped shaving twice to pump it up with me reminding him to tone it down.

Except for those incidents with the music all was well until he got to the part of trimming my beard. A foul smell hit me hard. It was the smell of shit (yes, mavi!) and freshly smoked cannabis. I think immediately after smoking his stuff he had visited the toilet without (enough) paper and the mess had contaminated his hands.

I told him to go to the sink and wash his hands with soap before proceeding. He looked at me strangely, smelled his hands and that's when it hit him.
He came and apologized profusely before completing his job but, needless to say, I wasn't impressed. That is the last time he shaved me.

This post is inspired by this comment from @Abba.

"Unaona hiyo handle ya choo, it's worse than sharing soap. Someone touches his ass , then without washing hands he touched the door handle that you will touch to lock yourself in..."

i had read sucked....
 
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This is all I need. It all costs less than one visit to a mid-priced barbershop. Old school and it affirms your manhood.
 
I stopped going to kinyozis when I wasted close to four hours being moved from station to station, culminating in that fake massage you describe.

I'm DIY without apologies, shiny head and smooth chin in 10 minutes flat, and I move on to productive business.
Kwani wewe ni professor virus?....lakini tunaelewa maisha ni ngumu
 
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