I walked by Easy Cut dozens of times, tucked as it is in Metro Mall, within view of my daily walk to the Asok MRT station below and the Interchange Building above.
I always thought it an odd place. I always thought Metro Mall an odd place, an underground collection of shops offering coffee, internet terminals, hair salons (what mall in Bangkok doesn’t have 19 salons!), a Family Mart and not much else.
Easy Cut is like an express barber shop. Put 100 baht in a machine, it spits out a ticket receipt and number, hand it to the young barber and presto!, 10 minutes later you have a hair cut.
Ugh! I imagined cuts with lopsided sideburns, patchy trim and misaligned neck line. Then I found out a friend of mine, Khun Miken, goes there monthly. But he gets a close trim. I have long hair. (Well, I did.)
I inspected the place a number of times, seeing what kind of people get their hair cut and it seemed like the barbers did all kinds of lengths. But, really, I couldn’t imagine sitting outside the three-pod setup, in the middle of a semi-busy corridor, waiting to join the assembly line of hair-cutting stations. It's like I canot afford anything better, like the salons across the hall.
I was spending 250-350 baht for barely acceptable cuts. Just what would 100 baht get me. If it was really bad, I’d have to stay home for a couple of weeks to let my ragged hair grow back.
Then one day, after some subtle and not-so subtle pressure to get rid of the comb-over I was charged with having (er, um, maybe . . .), I just got fed up with my screwed up hair. I thought if I paid lots of money for a cut, it might get fixed properly.
A Thai friend recommended a pricy place in Siam Paragon, figuring a cut would be about a 1000 baht to fix my mess. Yikes! But before I could get up the courage to go to Paragon, I had a Really Bad Hair Day.
Sick, I tell ya! There were some hairs so long they hung down the side of my head, completely mismatched to its neighbours. Some stringy hair flopped on top of my bald patch. In fact, it looked like my hair was merely parked on my head.
I was outside Fortune Town IT Mall when I’d had enough of this hair disaster. I marched downstairs, where I knew there were some salons, and told them in halting Thai and Thinglish to take it all off with a Number 2. They didn’t have a Number 2. So the “stylist” proceeded to freehand trim my hair down to a couple of millimetres off the scalp.
Shock!
No there were no pictures of the clumps of hair on the salon floor. Only my SMS to Miken announcing the demise of my “Power”. That message reached him at the Londoner Brew Pub momentarily. He said I must go there right now to show it off. When I reached the top of the exterior stairs to descend to the smoking area outside the bar entrance, four or five friends spontaneously applauded and shouted approval. Huh?
I felt like a superstar. Little did I know my friends were, to be kind, disapproving of my alleged comb-over. People couldn’t believe I’d done it and said the hair looked so much better. I swear I detected looks of relief, but all was forgotten when they said I looked much younger. I’m a sucker!
Anyway, this is a long story to get to Easy Cut. I went back to the Fortune Town salon one more time a month later but never liked their job. I took the bit in my mouth and went to Easy Cut next time. I’m still going there.
First, what a great location, at Asok MRT and Sukhumvit BTS interchange station. They also do very good regular haircuts, too, from what I could see of other clients.
As I said, you give the barber your ticket, sit in the chair, they take your glasses and put them on a tray in the cupboard and take your backpack/briefcase and lock that in the cupboard in front of you. Then they proceed very professionally.
In the end, they vacuum your head and away you go.
Apparently, according to other forum posts and web pages, Easy Cut used to be called QB House, a Japanese outfit that has dozens of shops in Hong Kong and Singapore. None is listed for Thailand now. Other reports put Easy Cut shops in big Bangkok malls. But I could not find an Easy Cut web site.
I conquered two fears: getting a brush cut after an entire life of long, at times, very long, hair and going to a 100 baht assembly-line barber.
I’d got an atrocious 80 baht cut in Pattaya last fall and regularly had 250-350 baht barely acceptable cuts in Bangkok so price is no guarantee of a good haircut in Thailand.
PHOTO NOTES: Picture of waitress was taken (by Khun G) in Saigon a couple of years ago. I've been waiting to find an excuse to use it. And look at that field-size bald spot and what looks like a dangerously close comb-over. Side picture is of me with a fresh cut this week.












