About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At dawn, when Supercuts usually hummed with the morning rush, an old man appeared, pushing a shopping cart filled with mismatched items. No one paid much attention until he started whispering to the empty chairs. Suddenly, one of the barbershops’ dogs perked up and began barking excitedly. The old man smiled, pulled out a tattered photo album from his cart, and started flipping through pages while softly humming. Before long, everyone in the shop was mesmerized—including the barber who recognized him as ‘just another regular.’ Turns out, it was his weekly ritual to visit Supercuts for coffee and gossip.
2. In the late afternoon, when Supercuts was almost empty, a young woman entered and asked the stylist, ‘Do you ever see ghosts here?’ The hairstylist blinked, then replied, ‘Only when I’m not paying attention.’ The stylist smiled wryly. 'Oh, yeah,' she said. 'Like that time an old lady kept nodding her head in approval—even after I told her it was just my mom next door.' The woman laughed and left, leaving behind a whisper of hairspray and a faint smile on everyone's lips.
3. At closing time, when Supercuts was already quiet, a delivery driver walked in, muttering under his breath, ‘Finally, somewhere I can get a haircut without anyone talking to me.’ The barber nodded once, then went back to clipping, never saying a word. The driver relaxed, closed his eyes, and dreamed of silent streets until… ‘That’ll be ten dollars,’ said the barber, finally breaking the silence. The driver jumped, opened his eyes wide, and muttered, ‘Thank God for that.’
4. At closing time, when Supercuts was already quiet, a neighbor walked in, muttering, ‘Finally found somewhere open on Sunday!’ The barber nodded absently, still clipping away. The neighbor leaned closer and whispered, ‘I’ve been meaning to ask—why do you always wear those old-fashioned glasses?’ With a startled expression, the barber replied, ‘Oh, these? They help me focus better.’ The neighbor laughed and left, shaking his head, while the barber went back to cutting hair with his trusty vintage specs.