John Boy's Barber Shop

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, as John Boy clipped away at a regular’s hair, he grumbled under his breath, ‘This is the third time today someone has asked for “the special shampoo.” What special shampoo?’ Just then, a delivery driver walked in, scratching his head and saying, 'I need that special shampoo too!' John Boy looked up, exasperated, and muttered, 'You mean the one that makes your beard grow three inches overnight?' Everyone burst out laughing, including the regular who finally revealed, 'Oh yeah, I forgot to mention—I'm growing a beard for charity!'

2. One day, while John Boy was trimming a customer’s beard, an old man walked in and asked curiously, ‘Hey, John Boy, why does your barbershop smell like someone just baked apple pie?’ John Boy looked up with a smile and replied, 'Oh, that's my secret ingredient—a pinch of happiness from every satisfied customer!' The old man nodded wisely, then sat down for a trim. Ever since that day, people would often ask if they could take home some of his magical pie-scented shampoo.

3. One afternoon, just as John Boy finished cutting a customer’s hair, a delivery driver rushed in and announced over the shop’s intercom: ‘Attention, everyone! The barbershop next door has run out of mirrors!’ John Boy looked around, his scissors still in hand. With a twinkle in his eye, he said to his regulars, 'Well boys, looks like today we're going old-school!' He then picked up an empty shaving mirror from the shelf and held it up for everyone to see their reflection—completely distorted but with a big smile on each face.

4. One evening, as John Boy was finishing up another customer’s haircut, a soft humming sound filled the shop. At first, no one noticed—it seemed to come from nowhere—but soon it grew louder and more persistent. Soon enough, everyone in the shop could hear it—a low, rhythmic buzzing that seemed to vibrate through the old wooden chair. Curious, John Boy leaned closer to examine his latest client, an elderly gentleman who just nodded and smiled. ‘Must be my new electric trimmer,’ he said with a twinkle in his eye. And indeed, when they looked around, there was nothing but an empty space where the noise came from—just another quirky tale for John Boy’s Barber Shop.