About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Floyd’s 99 Barbershop and noticed something peculiar in the shop’s parking lot—a vintage jukebox, covered in dust and almost hidden among the trash cans. Curious, he gave it a quick wipe and pressed a button. Suddenly, the old machine sprang to life with an unexpected tune. The music was so out of place that everyone inside stopped what they were doing—even the barbers mid-cut—and stared at the ancient box. Turned out, it played nothing but classic rock hits from the ’70s. Word spread quickly, and soon Floyd’s 99 Barbershop became known as the place where you could get your haircut while listening to Led Zeppelin. The delivery driver? He never showed up for work again, but his beard grew into legendary proportions.
2. A customer walked into Floyd’s 99 Barbershop one day and asked, ‘Do you guys ever get customers who show up with their own barber chair?’ The barber looked puzzled but smiled. ‘Oh yeah,’ he said, ‘we had a regular once bring in his entire vanity set—even matching shaving mug!’ The customer laughed, shook hands with everyone, and left, never to return again. Since then, whenever someone mentions bringing their own chair, Floyd just says, “We’ll see.”
3. A curious neighbor once approached Floyd’s 99 Barbershop and inquired, ‘I’ve been noticing an unusual number of old coins on your sidewalk—what gives?’ Floyd smiled knowingly. 'Oh,' he said, 'those aren't just any coins.' He bent down and picked up a handful, showing them proudly. 'These are my lucky tokens, left behind by happy customers over the years!' The neighbor laughed, shaking his head in amusement.
4. A delivery driver pulled up to Floyd’s 99 Barbershop one afternoon. As he unloaded boxes from his truck, he overheard two regulars whispering about something strange happening inside. Curious, the driver peeked through the window and saw an old barber chair dancing to some invisible tune. Customers were laughing and clapping along, while the barber hummed a familiar folk song under his breath. By evening, everyone in town knew that Floyd’s had become the place where haircuts came with an unexpected musical performance.