Cutting Edge

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At midnight, when Cutting Edge salon closed its doors, a delivery driver noticed an eerie humming sound coming from inside. Curious but cautious, he peered through the window and saw nothing unusual—until the next morning, when everyone agreed that something strange had been happening after hours. The delivery driver mentioned it to his friends, who decided to check out the place during closing hours. They found nothing but empty chairs and quiet machines. However, every time they left, someone’s hairbrush would mysteriously appear on the counter with a note reading ‘Next Time!’ Turned out, it was just a prank by a friendly neighborhood stylist.

2. One morning, while waiting for his usual cut, a regular leaned over and whispered to the stylist: ‘Did you hear that last night someone saw a ghostly figure in the mirror?’ The stylist shook her head, but the next day, everyone was talking about it—except no one could agree on what the figure looked like. Soon enough, every new customer had their own version of the ghost story. One day, a delivery driver asked excitedly, 'Didja see him? I thought he waved!' The stylist laughed and replied, 'Must’ve been the wind.' And that became Cutting Edge’s unofficial motto: 'Where even ghosts get trimmed'.

3. At dawn, when most salons were still asleep, a delivery driver pulled up outside Cutting Edge. Something caught his eye—a strange reflection in the window. Curious, he peered closer and saw an elderly gentleman inside, meticulously styling his own hair with a pair of old scissors. ‘Excuse me,’ said the driver politely, ‘do you know what time it is?’ The man looked up, startled, then smiled sheepishly. ‘Oh dear, I must have dozed off!’ He gathered his things and left, muttering something about needing to finish his masterpiece before breakfast.’

4. One day after closing, as Cutting Edge salon's neon sign flickered off, a delivery driver parked outside and heard faint laughter from inside. Curious, he peered through the window and saw nothing but empty chairs and mirrors. Yet, every few minutes, someone would giggle softly in the empty room. Finally, the delivery guy found an old door handle and gave it a twist. The door creaked open slightly, revealing a tiny figure in a pink dress waving hello. ‘Hello!’ said the little girl. ‘I’m just waiting for my mommy,’ she added with a smile. Turns out, her mom worked there part-time as a receptionist, and today was her day off.