Well, it's good once every seven years... 

I got a haircut today, but before I sat in the chair I asked if I could use the barber's restroom (I had by driving around non-stop all afternoon). The storage closet-plus-toilet was pretty much the grittiest, sketchiest thing I've seen this side of a child abduction flick. What made it authentic, though, was the wall calendar from ... Wait for it... 1995.