My first hair cut in Spain

What and experience my first hair cut was! I was warned about Ricardo the barber.  I was told that he was a talker, and just an overall procrastinator.  Well, I realllllyyyy underestimated good ol Ricky.  After sitting down in the chair, he walked over to the door, for what appeared to be just some fresh air. A little fresh air turned into some stretching, as if cutting my hair was a marathon.  After he put the cover over me, it appeared as though he would finally begin cutting!
Wrong again. He strikes up a conversation about the Los Angeles Lakers, and asks if I can somehow find him a yellow, and he was very specific, YELLOW, sweater that says Lakers across the chess. Then he asks me how I want my hair cut. I told him a 3 on the sides, and 5 on the top.  He seemed shocked by this, and told me he would use a 2 on the sides.  I wasn't about to argue. Finally, he begins cutting my hair. After cutting the sides and back, the phone rings. Nooooo! I saw it coming, but I didn't think it was possible. He proceeded to talk on the phone for at least, at least, 5 minutes. Longest 5 minutes of my life...So when he finally hangs up, he goes to check his cell phone, because during his conversation on the phone, he received a text message.  At this point, I was thinking, OK, he's definitely gonna start cutting once he's done checking his text message. Wrong again. He whips out a chocolate candy bar, and starts eating away!
At this point, I couldn't even get frustrated, the whole situation was just funny. I almost began laughing, I felt like I was on a sitcom show.  So he would eventually start cutting again and he decided that he wasn't going to use a 5 on the top. He grabs his scissors, and he starts chopping at the air, something like Edward Scissor hand. It was pretty cool, but a little frightening as well.  Turns out, the scissors were a great idea. I was really pleased with my hair cut! Ricardo then asked me if I use hair gel. I told him no. What does he do next, I think you probably know. He squeezed hair gel all over and starts styling up my hair with gel! At that point I couldn't argue...To top it all off, when I was paying, he began talking about the "ladies" and making odd slurping noises in reference to my new hairdo. It was creepy, but just hilarious at the same time. So despite all the difficulties that I came across during my first hair cut here in Spain, I walked away with a great memory, and a nice cut! Can't argue with that!