I was finally free around 8 p.m. I locked up the shop and packed the clothes that the owners would come later in the night or the next day to collect to my house. After that, I walked for about 10 minutes to the salon to get a haircut so I could appear smart in church the next day (Sunday).
When I got there, I wasn’t surprised not to meet any customer around because it was raining. Normally, the salon is usually crowded on Saturday evenings.
“You want to barb or shave?”
“Oh, it’s barbing. You shaved it the last time.”
My barber asked, and his memory came back instantly, he remembered that I only shaved last weekend, which meant I was there to barb this time.
“Okay,” he cleared his throat and continued,
“The price for a haircut has increased to ₦2,000 because of the recent high cost of fuel.”
“Hold it there!” My voice was loud as I quickly attacked his words. The idea of them increasing their service fee by 100% was out of this world, and it was hard for me to accept.
He burst into laughter upon hearing how loud and serious I sounded. We both talked it out in the midst of laughter, and I totally refused to accept the idea of the increment in their service charge. In the end, I was given a haircut at the normal price I used to pay.
I know I’ll eventually have to agree to their new price, but for now, let me enjoy the benefit of being a long-time customer of their salon. Yes, I’ve been patronizing their salon for many years.
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