During my college years I briefly lived above a garage. Being a huge fan of Def Leppard, Poison and Quiet Riot, I had adorned the walls of my place with posters from my favorite bands. One day my friend Jerry was at my place and sarcastically referred to the apartment as the “Hair Loft”. This is still the closest thing I have ever had to a nickname and when I get my hair cut here I always tell this hilarious story. Jerry ended up going to jail for forging checks.