About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, an old delivery driver pulled up to the shop in his truck. As he stepped out, he noticed something strange: the reflection of the barbershop sign on his windshield kept changing from day to day. Curious, he mentioned it to a regular customer who laughed and said, ‘That’s just Mr. Jenkins across the street. He loves coming here early for his daily shave.’ The delivery driver shook his head with a smile, realizing that sometimes life can be as unpredictable as a barbershop mirror.
2. One day, while waiting for his haircut, a regular asked the barber: ‘I wonder if you ever notice anything strange around here?’ The barber raised an eyebrow and replied with a smile, ‘Well, sir, I’ve seen more than my share of odd customers over the years.’ The regular leaned in closer and whispered, ‘Do you remember that old guy who always comes in on Thursdays? He never talks but brings us fresh pastries every time!’ The barber laughed heartily, shaking his head, ‘Ah yes, our silent pastry deliverer. Never fails to brighten up the place.’
3. While waiting for his trim one afternoon, a regular leaned over and asked the barber: 'Do you ever notice how every customer who comes through here seems to leave with a newfound confidence?' The barber shrugged, smiling. ‘Maybe they just needed someone to remind them of their old habits—good ones.’ A delivery driver chuckled from the chair next to him. ‘Or maybe,’ he added, ‘they picked up some new ones while they were here!’
4. In the Old Habits Barbershop, customers often notice strange things happening around them. One afternoon, as a little boy sat quietly with his father, he suddenly pointed excitedly towards the mirror above the barber’s chair. 'Dad,' he whispered, 'look who's watching us!' The father turned around, but saw only the usual crowd of regulars chatting in their corner booths. ‘Just your imagination,’ he smiled gently. The boy nodded thoughtfully and went back to playing with his toy car. Later that evening, when the shop was closing, the barber noticed an old photo on the wall smiling back at him. He rubbed his eyes, blinked, and realized it was just an old picture of himself from college days—except everyone kept insisting they’d seen someone else staring right back.’