I thought I’d give a shout out to my local barber/therapist. Meet Serge… at the Clinton Street Barber Shop in Brooklyn Heights.
I go there every week to get my number 2 buzz cut. He has me addicted. The minute my hair grows more than half an inch I feel like it’s shaggy. But the great thing is I also love talking to him. He’s a politically incorrect Russian Jew. Born outside of Moscow, he will still joke about smuggling merchandise in Russia and his escapades in Las Vegas. Recently he got hitched to a beautiful 26 year old Russian lady. His rambunctious ways have been curbed.
When I was a kid I used to be intimidated going into a male barber shop, I was always waiting to be picked on by all the guys. It was always such highly charged testosterone environment. But as an adult, I am such the typical Brooklynite (loud, barber going customer). We all sit around and talk about nothing. It’s pretty nice.