Have you ever stopped going to a shop because of the chat from the shopkeeper/person on the till?

Barber stories! I’m here for it. Few years back I stopped using a barber as he managed to offend an entire shop. He always chatted a bit of shit, but he was alright, bit of a laugh, most importantly a good barber. The type of guy that if you said you’d been to Tenerife, he’d been to Elevenerife. He did do this annoying thing though where he’d stop cutting hair occasionally to say what he had to say which was pretty infuriating when you were sat there with 2 in front of you waiting for a cut. But as I say he was good and he could really get the whole shop involved in the conversation. He slowly started to get into conspiracy theories though, started off small, the usual government stuff, 9/11 nonsense, things like that. Then it got gradually worse and worse, one day he was telling me that all cancers are caused by bad diets and you can eat yourself clear of cancer. Utter bollocks. One day I was sat in there waiting, there was a guy before me and two more after. The man in the chair was about 60-ish, just nodding along to his nonsense. Then he happens to mention that his wife died of cancer a few months back. Sat there thinking “please don’t tell this poor man his wife’s diet caused her death”…… he did just that, in detail, using the exact phrase “she’d be alive if she ate ‘x/y/z’ foods” (can’t remember exactly what). The man looked shocked, stood up, ripped off the bib and walked out mid cut. Two others followed him calling the barber a prick, I just sat there in disbelief. He cut my hair for the last time that day, I’m not one to stay quiet and told him he was completely in the wrong, he wouldn’t accept that it wasn’t his place to say something. Like believe whatever you want just read the room! The shop closed about 6 months later as I imagine a lot of people started to really not enjoy the experience.