Ever been to a salon where the manager is a stylist and awkwardly asks other men out on dates while cutting hair? If so, this place is for you. The atmosphere is loud, obnoxious, and a wannabe attempt at being ghetto as hell. Meanwhile, the guy in charge uses his ability as a stylist to get uncomfortably personal with male customers. Oh and I don’t think anyone who works there knows what a pair of scissors actually looks like.