Nob Hill Barber Shop

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, as a regular sat waiting for his turn, he heard someone say, 'Hey, look over there!' Everyone craned their necks to see a delivery driver standing outside, holding up a freshly delivered box. 'What’s so funny?' asked the barber. The driver replied, 'It says “Best Haircuts in San Francisco” — but it’s addressed to Nob Hill Bakery next door!' The barber laughed out loud and called over to his neighbor at the bakery, ‘Hey, Joe, looks like you’re getting some pretty fancy deliveries today!’ A few minutes later, they both burst into laughter when another package arrived—this time with a note reading, ‘Sorry, wrong address again. Best Haircuts in San Francisco.’ It was clearly meant for them.

2. One day, while a regular was getting his usual trim, he asked the barber, ‘Do you ever notice how our customers always seem to arrive in pairs?’ The barber scratched his head and replied, 'Well, sir, maybe they come together because they both forgot their hats!' Everyone burst out laughing, including the barber himself.

3. A regular was shaving off his beard one morning when he noticed something strange on the wall mirror. His reflection seemed to be moving slightly to the left every time he looked away. Curious, he stopped mid-shave and asked an old friend, a delivery driver, for help. Together they watched as his reflection slowly drifted further left each time he blinked. Turns out, it wasn’t him—it was the barber’s new picture of Mount Rushmore hanging behind the chair, which kept shifting perspective with every movement.

4. One afternoon, as a regular was sitting in his usual spot, he heard an unusual announcement over the shop’s old-fashioned intercom: ‘Ladies and gentlemen, could Mr. Perfect Hair please come to reception? Your hairstyle has been completed!’ A puzzled gentleman got up from his chair and walked towards the counter, only to realize with embarrassment that his hair had indeed been styled into a perfect slick-back—by someone else’s dog who had just run past him earlier. The barbers burst out laughing, while our hero sheepishly apologized and ordered another shave.