About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Kiss My Nails salon and noticed something odd—a faint, sugary scent wafting from inside. Curious, he peered through the window and saw nothing unusual until he heard it: a soft, repetitive humming that sounded like someone singing ‘Happy Birthday’ in perfect pitch. The delivery driver smiled, thinking maybe it was just an employee practicing for karaoke night. But then, out of nowhere, a tiny voice sang ‘Happy Birthday’ again—this time right next to his ear. Turns out, it was only a neighboring cat with perfect pitch, who’d snuck into the salon through an open door. The delivery guy left with a laugh and a new appreciation for feline harmony.
2. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Kiss My Nails salon and asked nervously, ‘Is it safe to come here after dark?’ The stylist replied with a twinkle in her eye, ‘Trust me, honey, if anyone tries anything funny around here, they’ll be getting more than just a haircut!’ Just then, a deep voice growled from behind them, ‘Don’t I know that tone of voice?’ Turning around, they saw only their neighbor, who chuckled, ‘I thought you two were having some kind of secret meeting!’
3. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Kiss My Nails salon and noticed an unusual reflection in the window. Curious, he peered inside only to see himself sporting a brand-new hairdo—complete with sparkling earrings. The delivery driver rubbed his eyes, thinking it was some kind of optical illusion. But when he touched his face, he felt something unfamiliar—a soft, fluffy texture on his cheek. Turning around, he saw that his neighbor had just walked out of the salon, laughing and waving her newly painted nails. ‘Oh no,’ she said, ‘I must’ve accidentally given you a facial treatment!’
4. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Kiss My Nails salon and asked the receptionist, ‘Excuse me, do you know where I can get my car fixed?’ She replied with a smile, ‘We fix more than just cars here!’ The receptionist led him inside, where an old man was getting his nails done. 'Just sit right over there,' she said with a wink. The delivery driver sat down next to the man, who whispered, 'I’m not waiting for my nails—my car’s been here since last week!' They both burst out laughing, realizing they were in the wrong place. 'Welcome to Kiss My Nails,' the receptionist grinned. 'Where we fix everything but your car troubles.'