This is of great disappoint ment to me, as one of my small pleasures in life is getting a scalp massage and manicure with each haircut from an unreasonably attractive young lady with curly dark hair, while pointlessly engaging in friendliness.

Merely work-a-day staff seriously detracts from my scummy expat existence.

Of course the change confirms my long-held but never tested suspicion that the staff had multiple professions. Or in the alternative, mere Euro Expats are not scummy enough to engage in sufficiently profitable tipping to maintain the absurd waste of talent.

On the other hand, I no longer have to sit next to some fat Khaliji bellowing into his cell phone like a fucking elephant about some ridiculous nonsense, while getting his extra-special beauty treatment.

Externalities.