I get there and they want to 'show me around'.  So I walk the two steps around the counter to which they introduce the dressing rooms.  Say whuut?  To which they hand me a rolled up smock.  Uhm I leave my clothes on right?  AWKwarrd.  So I use the facilities to put on the smock or 'robe' and wait outside the desk.  I had foolishly assumed there was more to the tour.  Nope.  Sitting on the couch glancing around at the others I realize...my robe is on backward.  I'm, awesome!  So instead of simply standing up and going back into the provided dressing rooms, I feel the need to sneakishly flip it around while I'm sitting on the couch.   Whew!  I have never had such a stressful trip to the hair cutters.