Mom and I had our hair done at Agureshibu (Aggressive?), a minute or two walk from mom's place and just in front of the Koiwa station. I told mom to tell the stylist I don't speak the language and just refer to her whenever needed. I know how important communication is when it comes to cutting hair so I just brought a photo of the style I wanted. They took our bags and put into a locker. Shampooing was an option and you need to pay extra for it. They know how to work your scalp that I almost fell asleep. I didn't empty my hands with a magazine so I could keep my attention off my hair and thus avoid eye contact and communication. I'm just not comfortable when they talk to me, even more so when they know I'm a foreigner. But they still and always do. If hand gestures fail, I smile and bow and say hai or daijobu or irenai.