NAILS CO

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. It was an ordinary morning in downtown Chicago when customers started noticing something strange outside NAILS CO. A delivery driver arrived with a box of supplies, but instead of leaving right away, he lingered near the entrance. As he adjusted his cap and glanced around nervously, passersby began whispering among themselves. Finally, one brave soul approached him and asked what was going on. The delivery driver stammered that he had forgotten his lucky rabbit’s foot inside the van. Everyone burst out laughing—except for the poor guy who now had to drive back home to get it.

2. It was early dawn in New Orleans, and the streets around NAILS CO were quiet as usual. But one morning, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar: every time he parked near the salon’s entrance, his car radio would inexplicably start playing old jazz hits from the 1950s. Curious, he mentioned it to a regular customer who happened to be an old-time DJ. Turned out, the owner of NAILS CO had accidentally left an antique radio transmitter behind during renovations—broadcasting vintage tunes into anyone’s car within range. The delivery guy ended up with a new nickname: ‘Jazzman,’ and everyone in the neighborhood now looks forward to hearing him pull up outside NAILS CO on Friday afternoons.

3. It was late afternoon in sunny Los Angeles, and a delivery driver pulled up to NAILS CO. As he opened the van door, a familiar scent wafted through the air—a mix of freshly cut grass and citrus polish remover. Curious, he leaned closer, only to notice that the smell seemed to follow him wherever he went inside the shop. As he followed the scent deeper into the salon, he found himself standing next to an old lady getting her nails done. She didn't seem to notice anything unusual until she looked up with a smile and asked, 'Honey, do you want your usual?' The delivery driver blinked several times before realizing—this was just another day at NAILS CO.'

4. It was a quiet Tuesday afternoon in San Francisco when a delivery driver pulled up to NAILS CO. As he unloaded boxes from his truck, he noticed something odd on the pavement—a small, glittering baggie. Curious, he picked it up and found only a single nail polish brush inside—completely ordinary. But as he looked closer, he saw that someone had written on the back of the brush with glitter paint: ‘Happy Hump Day!’ Turns out, it was just a friendly neighborhood prank.