Krispy Kutz

First of all let me state that I am a young woman who recently moved to East Harlem and today at this shop is the first time I’ve ever felt unsafe in my new neighborhood. I went here to get a haircut and everything is fine until this man comes in. He seems to be familiar with the barbers and the shop. He’s drinking something from a yellowtail wine bottle (but its obviously not wine) and he and the barbers are talking about what it is and how they either like it or don’t like it. The man asks me if I want some and I tell him no thanks but I asked what it was. He tells me to «taste it» «open your mouth» and proceeds to push the bottle into my mouth even though I’ve told him several times I don’t want any. I yelled at the man and he backed off. The man cutting my hair very quietly apologized to me but says nothing to the man drinking the mystery drink. Then he proceeds to laugh with this man about what he had just done. When I leave the shop the man with the wine bottle follows me and yells at me while I’m trying to walk home. I understand the barber shouldn’t be held totally responsible for this man’s actions but the fact that he said nothing to him at all was kind of off putting. I definitely won’t be back.

Whenever I come, I always go to my main man, Vic da Barber. He’s a guy that knows how to cut. Good with the buzzer and he’s got some serious scissor technique. He is not your average barber. He was the first barber to ever explain that my hair grows thicker in the back than the sides, so he would cut a 1A (a step between a 1 and a 2) on the sides and a 1 in the back. The level of expertise and attention of detail equals one exceptional barber. I definitely have a lot of respect for a man that takes pride in his work.
I’m always happy with my cuts when I come here. It’s a good place to stop by after Costco. I usually catch him on the weekends. He’s the latino guy on the right side, closest to the windows. I’d definitely recommend him.
Edit: Just had another cut, looking fresh as usual. The guy before me was so excited after his haircut, he had to take an extra minute after to look in the mirror, whispering to himself, «dayum…dayumm.»

Apparently the tools who run this place are unfamiliar with the meaning of customer service, as the phrase «hello, how may I help you» isn’t known by anyone on staff. Who they think is supposed to stand around ignored when no one else is waiting, I don’t know. With potential foot traffic from the nearby shopping center, they can’t afford to take that attitude. Good luck with that macho BS! Perhaps it was worth watching me walk out today.

The barbers are decent but if I dont have exact change I go to another shop. I once got a counterfeit $ 10 back when I paid with a $ 20.