HairMasters

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At HairMasters salon, customers often noticed an unusual phenomenon: whenever a regular named Mr. Smith entered for his weekly trim, his small dog would start barking wildly and dashing around the waiting area. No one knew why—Mr. Smith’s dog usually behaved perfectly calmly everywhere else. One day, a delivery driver arrived with a box full of wigs. As soon as he opened it, Mr. Smith’s dog went absolutely nuts, running in circles and yapping like mad. The whole place erupted into laughter when everyone realized that the new wigs looked exactly like Mr. Smith himself! Since then, every time someone mentions getting a new hairdo, the dog starts dancing excitedly.

2. At HairMasters salon, one day a delivery driver parked his truck and walked into the waiting room. Suddenly everyone heard a strange humming sound coming from the ceiling. The hum grew louder until it sounded like a swarm of bees. Everyone froze, then a young stylist whispered, ‘It’s probably just our new hairdryer!’ They switched it off—and silence fell. The delivery driver grinned sheepishly, thinking he’d missed out on an adventure. Back home, his wife asked, ‘What took you so long?’ He replied, ‘I had to wait for the hairdressers’ show.’

3. At HairMasters salon, a curious note appeared on the counter one morning. It read: 'Your next hairstyle is waiting outside.' A delivery driver came in with a box labeled ‘Special Request’. He whispered, ‘It’s for your new look.’ The stylist raised an eyebrow but did as instructed. When she unveiled the result, everyone burst out laughing—turns out it was a wacky afro wig meant for another client. Since then, HairMasters has become known for its occasional mix-ups and unique customer experiences.

4. At HairMasters salon, every Wednesday afternoon around sunset, a mysterious gentleman would quietly enter without making an appointment. Each week he’d sit in silence, letting the stylist work their magic on his hair. No one knew who he was or why he came only on Wednesdays. Then one day, during autumn leaves falling outside, someone recognized him as just ‘the quiet neighbor’ who never said much but always brought cookies for everyone after getting his haircut.