I felt a little sheepish, a little self-conscious, a little embarrassed when I entered Austin’s El Rey, “The King,” a gentleman’s spa that offers far more than a clip.  But I soon learned that the female professional groomers at the club don’t spruce you up like a show dog, but instead restore you, like a vintage sports car, with a good wax and shine. I still worried that when all was said and done, I’d feel I squandered time.