About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At dawn, when Detah Barbers usually closed its doors for the night, a delivery driver pulled up in front of the shop. He had an unusual request: could he leave his package inside until morning? The barbers looked at each other, puzzled, but agreed. When they opened the next day, they found nothing but a small note that read: ‘Please keep my package safe—my mustache is due for trimming tomorrow.’
2. At dawn, when Detah Barbers usually closed its doors for the night, a delivery driver arrived with an unusual package. The barber, rubbing sleep from his eyes, watched curiously as the driver whispered something into the empty shop. Curious, he opened it to find a small bottle of mysterious oil labeled ‘Detah Secret’. Smiling, he thought maybe this was just another prank, but decided to give it a try on his next customer—a regular who always complained about dry skin. To everyone’s surprise, including his own, the oil worked wonders. From then on, Detah Barbers became known not only for their haircuts but also for that magical oil, passed discreetly under cover of darkness.
3. At midnight, when Detah Barbers was already quiet and dark, a delivery driver pulled up with an unusual package. The barber, curious but cautious, peeked out from behind the counter. Curious, he approached the van and saw it contained a large box labeled ‘Top Secret’. With a shrug, he took it inside and placed it on the counter. Later that night, as customers slept soundly, the barber heard a soft buzzing noise coming from the box. He opened it to discover… nothing but a small note reading: “Sorry for the inconvenience, Detah. Next time you’ll get a real haircut.”
4. At dawn, when Detah Barbers usually closed its doors for the night, a delivery driver struggled to carry crates of supplies into the dimly lit shop. Suddenly, he heard an unfamiliar voice whispering from behind the counter. Curious, he turned around and saw only an old mirror reflecting his own puzzled expression. The voice continued softly, ‘Just another day in paradise, mate.’ That was when he realized it was just the barbershop’s vintage radio playing old-time jazz. From then on, whenever anyone asked about the mysterious voice, the owner would smile and say, “Ah, that’s just our friendly neighborhood ghost helping us with deliveries.”}