About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, as a little girl walked past Ahead The Barber Shop, she stopped mid-step when she saw an old man emerge from the door with his hair perfectly styled—except he had no reflection in the mirror behind him. Curious, she approached and asked if he needed help. With a twinkle in his eye, he replied, ‘No dear, I just came for my weekly visit to Ahead The Barber Shop. They say it keeps me young!’ And indeed, everyone who entered after him seemed to notice something special about his smile.
2. While waiting for his haircut one day, an old man noticed something odd on the wall behind the barber chair—a strange pattern that seemed to change every time he looked away. As he leaned back, a regular customer passing by happened to glance in and asked what he was staring at. Turns out, it was just a reflection of the barber’s messy desk. Embarrassed but relieved, our old man left with a new haircut—and a story to tell his grandkids.}
3. At midday, while customers were getting their haircuts, an unfamiliar voice crackled over the shop’s intercom: ‘Ladies and gentlemen, your barber today is wearing a brand-new suit from the local tailor.’ Everyone looked around curiously—until they realized it was just the new delivery driver trying to make a good impression. Then, out of nowhere, an old gentleman sitting in the corner cleared his throat and announced, ‘And I’m sure he’ll cut your hair as well as he sews his own suits!’ Everyone burst into laughter, realizing that maybe the delivery guy wasn’t so bad after all.
4. At dawn, a delivery driver pulled up outside Ahead The Barber Shop and paused. From inside, he swore he heard someone humming 'Happy Birthday' in perfect pitch. Curious, he tiptoed closer and saw an old barber chair swaying gently back and forth—empty. Just then, the door creaked open, and out stepped a shadowy figure holding a freshly trimmed newspaper. ‘Morning!’ it said cheerfully. The delivery driver blinked twice before realizing: it was just the neighborhood ghost of Mr. Jenkins, who closed shop years ago.