Fernandez Barber College

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, as customers were settling in for their usual cuts and colors, an unfamiliar voice crackled over the intercom: ‘Attention, everyone—your hairstylist today is none other than Pablo Fernandez, the college’s very own barbering superstar!’ As Pablo began cutting hair with his signature flair, one regular noticed something odd—he was humming a tune while using clippers like they were conducting an orchestra. Suddenly, Pablo declared, 'Today's special: a little bit of rock-n-roll in your cut!' A delivery driver walked out looking like he’d just been styled by a wind machine during a storm.

2. In the dusty corner of Fernandez Barber College's parking lot, someone left behind something peculiar one autumn afternoon. A delivery driver had accidentally dropped off a crate marked 'Hair Accessories', but no one noticed until a regular customer found it while waiting for his trim. Curious about its contents, the customer opened the crate and discovered dozens of vintage combs and hairpins, each adorned with intricate designs. Turns out, they were relics from an old salon that closed decades ago. Now, every Thursday, neighbors gather in the college’s garden to swap stories and share these forgotten treasures.

3. Over lunch one day, a delivery driver mentioned overhearing an odd announcement on the college’s intercom: ‘Attention, ladies and gentlemen—your hairstyles may be affected by today’s breeze.’ Since then, no one can quite tell if it’s a warning or just a prank. Since that day, whenever there's a particularly strong wind, students start glancing nervously at each other's hairdos during class. A neighbor even claims she saw a professor whispering into her microphone, 'And remember, ladies, today's breeze could blow your career!' But nobody knows whether it's really something to worry about—or if it's just another good-natured joke from Fernandez Barber College.

4. While waiting for his turn, a regular muttered under his breath, ‘I wonder if they still use those old-school clippers.’ Suddenly, from the back room came a deep, resonant voice: ‘Sir, I assure you, our clippers are state-of-the-art!’ A delivery driver then poked his head in and asked nervously, 'Excuse me, do you also offer massages?' The barber laughed heartily and replied, 'No sir, just haircuts—state-of-the-art ones!'