About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, as a delivery driver pulled up outside JE’s Barbershop, he noticed something odd—a faint humming sound coming from inside. It wasn’t the usual radio chatter or clippers buzzing, but more like an old-timey melody that seemed to follow him wherever he went in town. As days passed, the delivery driver found himself humming along with the tune everywhere—even when delivering packages across town. One evening, his neighbor stopped by and asked curiously, 'Hey, did you know your barbershop has its own little jukebox?' Turns out, it was just the owner's vintage radio playing jazz classics during slow hours. Everyone laughed it off, and now it's become one of the shop’s quirky charms.
2. On an unusually quiet Sunday morning, a delivery driver pulled up outside JE's Barbershop and found the street eerily empty. As he approached the door, he heard soft laughter coming from inside. Curious, he pushed open the door and saw an old man with a big smile, trimming a small bush outside. ‘Morning!’ said the man cheerfully. ‘Just helping my plants look sharp.’ The delivery driver blinked, then laughed. ‘Guess I was too early for a haircut,’ he joked, turning around to leave. But as he walked away, he heard the old man whisper, ‘And you’re never too late!’
3. A little boy walked into JE’s Barbershop one afternoon, holding his teddy bear tightly. As soon as he saw the old mirror behind the barber chair, he stopped dead in his tracks and pointed excitedly: ‘Daddy, look! It’s talking!’ The barber smiled knowingly and said, 'That’s just Ol’ Mr. Mirror, son. He talks to everyone who comes here.' The father nodded proudly, whispering, 'See, I told you so!'
4. A regular customer of JE’s Barbershop often brought his dog for grooming. One day, after finishing his trim, the pooch darted towards the mirror and started barking at its reflection—only it wasn’t just any reflection. Suddenly, the dog growled and lunged at the mirror, thinking it was another canine. The barber quickly covered himself with a towel, yelling, ‘Calm down, boy! That’s not your mailman!’