About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, while a delivery driver was unloading supplies, he noticed an odd sound coming from inside Baus The Grooming House—a soft humming that seemed to change pitch every few seconds. Curious, he peered through the window and saw nothing unusual—just a stylist cutting hair as usual. But then, out of nowhere, a small bird flew into the salon and began singing along with the mysterious hum. Everyone in the shop stopped what they were doing to watch the little serenade, including the delivery driver, who laughed and shook his head, thinking maybe Baus The Grooming House had its own unique way of attracting customers.
2. One day, as customers were getting their hair done, an unexpected announcement came over the salon’s intercom: ‘Ladies and gentlemen, please be advised that our new line of grooming products includes something called “Confidence in a Can.”’ A delivery driver, hearing the announcement, asked curiously, 'Is it like that stuff they spray on dogs?' A customer replied, laughing, 'No, it's for humans!' And ever since then, whenever someone leaves Baus The Grooming House, you can hear them whispering confidently, 'I feel like a million bucks!'
3. While a delivery driver was stocking shelves with new products, he stumbled upon something peculiar—a tiny wooden sign reading ‘Beware of Beard’ hidden among the grooming tools. Curious, he picked it up and noticed that whenever someone passed nearby, their beard would inexplicably twitch. Thinking it might be a prank, he decided to test it himself—only for his own whiskers to start dancing like a marionette. That’s when a regular customer walked in, asking if anyone could help him with his unruly facial hair. A delivery driver smiled sheepishly and offered his mysterious charm, causing everyone within earshot to break into laughter.
4. While a delivery driver was stocking shelves with new shampoos and conditioners, he swore he heard someone humming classical music from inside the salon. Curious, he peeked through the window and saw an old lady in a stylist’s chair, fast asleep with a tiny violin nestled against her ear. Turns out she’d been practicing for her grandson’s wedding. A regular now, she always tips well—with home-baked cookies.