Every time I tried to explain to the lady at the till at Fantastic Sam's that I didn't want to give a phone number, I got a blank look; usually a manager had to

Every time I tried to explain to the lady at the till at Fantastic Sam's that I didn't want to give a phone number, I got a blank look; usually a manager had to come over and help them because they literally had no idea what to do when someone didn't want to give them a phone number just for the privilege of getting their hair cut. At one point I had someone tell me I literally wasn't allowed to get a haircut without providing them with a phone number. Thankfully, my new barbershop doesn't care in the slightest; they will put me on a chair, cut my hair, and take my money. That's all I've ever wanted out of that particular relationship.