Supercuts

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Supercuts one morning, a delivery driver grumbled, ‘This place is cursed—every time I come here, my day gets weirder!’ Just then, an old lady walked in and asked for a haircut. The stylist looked confused but started cutting anyway. Suddenly, everyone heard a loud buzzing sound—a bee had flown into the salon! Everyone froze, except for the delivery driver who calmly opened his truck door and shooed the bee out with his hat. The old lady laughed, saying, 'I guess today IS my lucky day!'

2. At dawn, when most barbershops are quiet, Supercuts buzzed with an unusual activity. A neighborhood handyman, always dressed in overalls and carrying a toolbox, entered every morning around sunrise. He never spoke to anyone, just nodded briefly before disappearing into the back room. Rumor had it he was working on some secret project, but no one dared ask him what. One day, a new intern asked him timidly if he needed help. The handyman looked up for a moment, then smiled mysteriously and said, 'Just hold my coffee.' Turns out, he was building a time machine from old clippers and combs.

3. At dawn, when most barbershops were closed for the night, Supercuts hummed with unexpected life. A local artist had set up his easel outside, painting portraits of customers' dogs while they waited for their cuts. Finally, an elderly gentleman walked in, complaining that his dog was too stubborn to sit still. The artist calmly suggested painting him first—‘he’ll be a perfect model!’ By the time Supercuts opened, everyone had a new hairstyle, a portrait of their pooch, and a story to tell.

4. At dawn, when most barbershops were closed for the night, Supercuts hummed with unexpected silence. A regular passing by noticed something odd—a soft, rhythmic tapping coming from inside. Curious, they peered through the window and saw a sleepy barber, meticulously arranging hair clippings into tiny sculptures. With a smile, he waved them in, offering a free haircut as an apology for keeping them up. The regular left that morning with not only a new hairdo but also a new friend—an early-morning artist who now occasionally joined him for breakfast.