Ward's Hairshop

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Ward’s Hairshop, customers began noticing something peculiar one morning. As the regulars settled into their usual seats, an unfamiliar voice crackled over the shop’s intercom: ‘Ladies and gentlemen, your hairstylist today is having a particularly good day. Please feel free to ask for any style you’ve ever dreamed of.’ Suddenly, everyone in the shop started receiving wildly different styles—one gentleman ended up with a mohawk, while his wife got pigtails. A delivery driver walked out with dreadlocks so big he had to ride his bike sideways. The neighbor emerged with a perfectly styled fauxhawk that made him look like a cross between a penguin and a dinosaur. By the time it was over, Ward himself looked like he’d been through a wind tunnel—and everyone agreed it was the most memorable haircut they’d ever had.

2. One day at Ward’s Hairshop, as the stylist was cutting hair, an odd message came over the intercom: ‘Please inform Mr. Jenkins that his hat is on backwards.’ The stylist looked around confusedly for a moment before realizing it must be directed towards someone else. Just then, an elderly gentleman walked in wearing an old fedora tilted askew. With a smile, she announced over the intercom: 'Mr. Jenkins, your hat is on backwards!' The whole shop burst into laughter as Mr. Jenkins sheepishly adjusted his hat and joined in the fun.

3. At Ward’s Hairshop, a curious package arrived one afternoon. The delivery driver left it on the shop’s porch without explanation. Inside was an old hatbox filled with nothing but dust and a note that read: ‘Hope you enjoy your new hat!’ Turns out, someone had accidentally sent it instead of their own stylist. A regular soon joked, ‘Guess I’ll be wearing that hatbox until they send the right one.’

4. One morning at Ward’s Hairshop, a regular asked curiously: ‘Why is there a small bird sitting on top of Mr. Ward’s head?’ Mr. Ward smiled and replied, "Oh, that’s just my pet canary, Chico. He likes to join me for morning chats." The regular nodded skeptically but soon forgot about it until he saw Mr. Ward later that day, holding a megaphone instead of scissors. 'What happened?' he asked. With a twinkle in his eye, Mr. Ward said, 'Chico decided he wanted to try styling hair too!'