Most memorable trip to the "Barracks Barber?"

I was at the barber shop on the Ronald Reagan back in '07. I was sitting there getting my haircut when the Command Master Chief walked in with another Sailor,sat him down in the chair, took the clippers from the brber, and proceeded to give the guy a "CMC Special." Turns out, the CMC had told the Sailor on two other occasions to get a haircut. When he saw the Sailor for the 3rd time, he took matters into his own hands and personally walked him to the barber shop, and cut it for him.

When I was in AIT, we had a soldier in the barracks who would cut his platoon's hair naked.  Yes, naked.  His thought process was that he wanted to avoid getting hair on his clothes.  Sad part was, he was actually pretty good at it.

I paid the $6 at the shopette.

Here the only pic of me getting a "barracks cut", but it was outdoors in the sand box. Don't remember the barbers name, but he said he felt honored to cut a SGM's hair.

Iraq 2003. I let one of the guys give me a Mr T.....for about 10 minutes.

Well, Col (Join to see), I'm sure that many on here posted that their most memorable haircut was their first upon entrance into the service, but that was not the case for me. I completed Basic Combat Training and Advanced Individual Training (Infantry) at Fort Jackson, SC in MAR70, and I had just started to grow some hair. We then took a bus to Fort Benning for jump school, arriving I think on a Friday night, I can't remember exactly. After the Black Hats yelled and screamed at us, we were assigned to barracks. We were told to go to the barbershop the next day and get an "airborne trim". Turned out, of course, that the airborne trim was an even bigger "buzz" than the initial cut at the Reception Station at Fort Jackson! AIRBORNE!

I was the barracks and the ship barber, every experience was memorable....LtCol

Thank you for reminding me of one of the funniest days of basic training.

The barber had two very memorable "customers" while I was waiting for my turn. The first guy sat in the chair and proceeded to tell the barber what he wanted, "a little off the top, parted to the left", and so on. The barber listened very attentively and then said, "You want it parted here?" BUZZZZZZ! "Oh, you meant here." BUZZZZZ! cutting broad swaths through his hair. Poor guy just gasped, looking like a fish out of water.

The second guy had a packed afro. The barber took the time to pick it out completely, about 4 inches. Then he buzzed one half of the guy's head, leaving a wall, and then turned him around to see himself in the mirror. I'm sure I saw tears in his eyes.

It wasn't a barracks barber, but the guy I took over command for HHC, 1-17 Inf (Buffaloes) got a mole on his neck removed for the price of a haircut. The good things about the barber shop down the way from the Battalion area were the air conditioning and the cute female barbers. As the haircut was nearing completion, the barber lathered up his neck and sideburns for a final close touch up with a straight razor. He felt it at the same time as she said "Oops, bump, no more!"

when I was XX years old, my 38 year old SPC roommate and I were drinking all weekend, I didn't get my haircut that weekend so before PT on Monday, he cut it while I was still sleep. It was actually pretty decent even though I was itchy all PT

I was a PO3 (E4) at my first unit, and was appearing for my first service dress inspection. There were about 250 of us in formation divided by departments, divisions, and sections. The CO went up one row and down the next with the YN3 following along taking notes about who had what deficiencies.

The old man finally returned to the front of the formation and made the pronouncement that overall he was satisfied with our appearance. We all breathed a sigh of relief, and thought we were done. He then informed the group that if a member had a problem they would be called out at the conclusion of formation and that he would deferred disciplinary action to the XO for anybody with an issue.

After the remaining formalities, the CO departed leaving the XO to dismiss us from formation. The XO had the YN3 read the naughty list with instructions that all those contained therein were to stand fast after the crew was dismissed. Being a pretty sharp guy who is the product of a military family, I was more than shocked to find out that I had been pinged because of my hair cut.

About 12 of us stood fast as the group departed. The XO had us close ranks, and informed us that we were all going to get a hair cut. Since there base barber was not onboard that day, the XO marched us in formation in our Service Dress Blue up the Battery in downtown Charleston to a local barber shop where we all received a haircut.

When it came time to pay the bill, the XO picked up the tab for all of us. We all stood there a little stunned, but a brave soul finally asked "Are we going to receive Page 7s (negative counselling statements in our PDRs)?" The XO responded "Would you like to receive one?" The answer was an emphatic "No sir."

The XO then admonished us that he didn't ever expect to have anybody in the group to ever show up with out a proper haircut again. He formed us up, and marched us back through Charleston to the base. Apparently he later told the CO that he had addressed the deficiencies, but nobody in the group ever got a Page 7.