King's Cabin Haircutters

I have been going to Kings Cabin for the last three years and I even drive to King from Knoxville, Tn. The staff there is always busy, friendly, patient with my requests, and responds with good humor and a spiritual essence. Finally I can relax in an atmosphere with good taste ,laughter,and exceptional service.

My daughter whose hair was down past her bottom went in for a 2inch trim off her length and to get bangs and feathering cut around her face. After explaining at great length how anxious she was about getting her hair trimmed the hairdresser understood what she wanted done. Somewhere in the middle of the trim she was turned over to another stylist who proceeded to cut over a foot off of her hair, making it higher than waist length. Not being able to see what was going on my daughter did not know till I came back to pick her up and stopped the woman what had been done. Instead of apologizing the second hairdresser got an attitude and slammed her scissors down and explained how in a month it would all grow back. It was a horrible experience my daughter cried all afternoon which was her 17th birthday. Her hair was like the measuring on a door jamb for other kids. When it was to her shoulders we left here for Sudan, when it was to her waist we lived in Jordan when it was past her bottom she was starting over here in America. In a few minutes her measuring of memories was gone.

Can't wait to go back: I have been going to Kings Cabin for 8 years now. I want go anywhere else. It is well worth the price! The service is excellent, and I know that my hair will be cut exactly the way I want it!!

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robbed of memories - 12/20/08
My daughter whose hair was down past her bottom went in for a 2inch trim off her length and to get bangs and feathering cut around her face. After explaining at great length how anxious she was about getting her hair trimmed the hairdresser understood what she wanted done. Somewhere in the middle of the trim she was turned over to another stylist who proceeded to cut over a foot off of her hair, making it higher than waist length. Not being able to see what was going on my daughter did not know till I came back to pick her up and stopped the woman what had been done. Instead of apologizing the second hairdresser got an attitude and slammed her scissors down and explained how in a month it would all grow back. It was a horrible experience my daughter cried all afternoon which was her 17th birthday. Her hair was like the measuring on a door jamb for other kids. When it was to her shoulders we left here for Sudan, when it was to her waist we lived in Jordan when it was past her bottom she was starting over here in America. In a few minutes her measuring of memories was gone.