I hate chatty barber/stylists; my wife can sit down for a half hour and come away knowing the girl's life story...how many kids, where she went to college, etc. (I tip well for just peace and quiet.) I love an ATM because you don't have to make small talk with a teller, when you are really there just to do your banking.
I want a waitron to show up soon after I sit down, take my order, bring it to me, and above all, not hover...if I am paying for the meal, I want to eat it, not be interrogated every two minutes about it. (If the food wasn't good, this restaurant would be empty and I wouldn't be sitting here. If I want more water, I will flag you down.) My dear bride, of course, would have five waiters if she could afford them, and no doubt by the end of the salad course, would know their names and where their kids go to college.
Am I accurate in that this is a man thing? Or was I just raised by politically active Vulcans?
Yep—I think you are tracking with 90+% of us guys. I ALWAYS bring a newspaper or magazine to the barber’s chair so he will not feel compelled to talk to me...