Clips Hair Salon

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At dawn, when most salons are still closed, an old van pulled up outside Clips Hair Salon. The delivery driver stepped out, whistling a tune, unaware that he’d just become part of the morning routine. Opening the back door, he found himself face-to-face with a sleepy poodle named Max, who yawned and stretched before wagging his tail enthusiastically. ‘Morning, stranger!’ said the salon owner, smiling. ‘Max here is our early-morning alarm clock.’ The delivery driver laughed, shaking his head in amusement as he made his way inside.

2. One morning, a delivery driver left a crate marked ‘Hair Products’ on the salon’s porch. When the owner opened it later that day, she found not just shampoo and conditioner—but a small, perfectly preserved pineapple upside-down cake. The owner smiled, thinking it was some prank from a well-meaning neighbor. She cut into the cake during her lunch break, only to discover it was fresh and delicious—compliments of an anonymous benefactor. From then on, whenever someone ordered a special style or color, they’d receive a tiny slice of cake as thanks.

3. At closing time, a sign in the window read: ‘Closed for Mystical Reasons.’ Curious customers peered inside but found only empty chairs and quiet whispers from the hairdryers. One day, an anxious neighbor knocked on the door, asking if anyone had seen her cat. Inside, she heard the dryer hum softly, then a voice whispered, 'He’s probably napping under that chair over there.' The next morning, the salon reopened with a new sign: ‘Open for Real Reasons.’

4. In the early hours of every full moon, a mysterious figure would enter Clips Hair Salon. The receptionist, used to odd occurrences, never saw their face, only their hands—long and nimble, always holding a pair of scissors. One night, an excited delivery driver rushed in, asking for urgent help with his haircut. To everyone’s surprise, the mysterious figure emerged from the back, humming softly as it clipped away. When finished, the driver looked in the mirror—and discovered he now had perfect waves just like his favorite TV character. From then on, whenever someone needed a unique style, they’d simply whisper, ‘I’ll take whatever the full-moon lady gives me.’