You show the barber a picture of Davido. He nods confidently. 45 minutes later, you look like a secondary school boy on resumption day. And then he asks: "You like am?" What's your most traumatic Nigerian barber/salon experience? Did you cry? Did you wear a cap for 3 months? Did you find a new barber or go back out of loyalty? Barbers, defend yourselves if you dare 👇💀
