Sorry for the inconvenience, but I feel like if you were there instead of going by he-say-she-say, you would have known that I greeted your sister when she walked in and immediately told her I was running behind. I asked who she was waiting for and made sure she was informed. Yes, gospel music was playing, and no, I wasn’t frustrated. I’ve been coming into barbershops at 6 and 7 a.m. since I was 22 — that’s normal for me. I was focused on catching up because I had car issues traveling from Nashville to Jackson that morning — but thanks for asking… oh wait, you weren’t there. I could’ve canceled my day, but instead I drove two hours on two hours of sleep to make sure clients were serviced. I didn’t have long conversations, but there was an active shop conversation that I was engaged in happening that they could've joined— that’s traditional barbershop culture, not neglect. This isn’t the “I booked you, so I only focus on you” style, and it never has been. What I did make sure of is that the haircut was done right — which you admitted was great. I apologize for being late. Life happens. And unlike assumptions, I give my clients grace when they’re running behind too. Respectfully.

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