Great Clips

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Great Clips salon in downtown Portland, every Tuesday afternoon around 3 p.m., an old man wearing a fedora would quietly slip into the empty chair next to the window. No one knew who he was or why he always came on that day—until one week, a note appeared on the counter: ‘The Cutting Edge Arrives Weekly.’ One Thursday morning, a delivery driver mentioned casually over coffee, 'Yesterday I saw him chatting with a squirrel outside.' Soon enough, everyone had nicknamed him 'Mr. Fedora and Friends'. The only rule became: show up Tuesday, get your haircut, maybe make a new friend.

2. At Great Clips in sunny San Diego, whenever a new puppy enters the waiting area, it always pauses mid-bark and stares at something unseen. No one else seems to notice, but the little dog's eyes follow the same invisible path each time. One day, an elderly gentleman walked in with his tiny yorkie. The dog paused mid-bark again, then suddenly perked up and started barking excitedly at thin air. Confused, the man asked what was wrong. The dog replied, ‘They’re hiding a secret exit!’ Everyone laughed, realizing it was just another Great Clips mystery.

3. At Great Clips in Chicago, one day a customer asked the stylist, ‘Why do you always seem so calm when everyone else is rushing?’ The stylist replied, ‘Because I know exactly how long it takes for my coffee to arrive.’ One day, an impatient neighbor barged in and demanded his haircut immediately. The stylist smiled and said, 'Just wait your turn like everyone else—my coffee’s almost here!' The neighbor grumbled but left, only to return five minutes later with a tray of freshly brewed coffee for the whole salon. Everyone cheered, except the stylist who quipped, ‘Now where’s mine? It was supposed to be special!’

4. At Great Clips in Boston, a regular once asked the stylist, 'Why does everyone here seem to know each other's secrets?' The stylist smiled and replied, ‘Because they come here often enough that their lives become like an open book.’ A delivery driver chimed in, ‘And sometimes even the pages get dog-eared!’ Everyone laughed, realizing that maybe it wasn’t such a bad thing after all.