#0169. THE WAY MY BARBER BACK-COMBS MY HAIR, THEN JUST WALKS AWAY MID-CUT AND LEAVES ME THERE LOOKING LIKE A TOTAL NONCE WHILE HE CHATS ON THE PHONE.

There should be some kind of hairdressers' code of ethics about leaving ageing indie kids in front of huge mirrors for extended periods with no fringe and their receding hairlines exposed.

It's barbaric.