None of us females really ever feel comfortable going to the barbershop. I hate it, to the point where I dread going. I waited until my son was a little over 5 before I started taking him to the barbershop. In the last year and a half, I’ve had to switch barbers 5 times. Because they always try to get with me. It’s not an ego boost, I dont feel flattered getting “chose”. I hate it. I just want my son to get his hair cut, that’s it. I don’t want to hear your conversations. I don’t like being stared at, or flirted with. I don’t like going. I’m happy with his father has him, like he does now, so that I don’t have to take him. But unfortunately when my son isn’t on break from his school(during summers, spring, and winter), I have him, not his dad. His dad lives in another state. I have no male relatives in this state, so I have no one to take him.
I don’t go because I want to, I know that it is a male zone, because it feels like it. But if I was not allowed to go, who would cut my sons hair? He is 6. I’m not dropping him off and leaving, he’s too young.