HeadLiner

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. A regular walked into HeadLiner one morning and declared, 'I feel like today’s gonna be the day I finally grow a beard!' The stylist raised an eyebrow but nodded. Little did he know that from that moment on, every customer who left the salon had facial hair—whether they wanted it or not. Soon enough, HeadLiner became famous for its ‘unintentional facial hair service.’ A delivery driver arrived with a full mustache, thinking it was his new beard. A neighbor popped in for a trim, leaving with a luxurious goatee. And when the town mayor visited, everyone held their breath—until he proudly announced, ‘Finally, someone understands my vision!’

2. A delivery driver pulled up to HeadLiner one afternoon, noticing something odd in the back of his truck. Curious, he opened the door and found an old, dusty hatbox. Inside lay a pair of vintage scissors with an engraved note reading: ‘For the best barbershop in town.’ The delivery driver grinned, thinking it was a prank from a local prankster. He walked into HeadLiner, waving the scissors around, announcing, 'I’m here for the best barbershop in town!' Everyone burst out laughing—except the owner, who calmly replied, ‘We’ve been waiting for you.’

3. A delivery driver pulled up to HeadLiner one afternoon, noticing an old, dusty suitcase abandoned on the loading dock. Curious, he opened it to find… nothing but a pile of ancient newspapers and a note scribbled in pencil: ‘For someone who needs a change.’ The delivery driver shrugged and left the suitcase untouched. Later that evening, while cutting his own hair in front of the mirror, he noticed something strange—a faint shadow seemed to move behind him. Startled, he turned around only to see… nothing. The next morning, HeadLiner’s regulars whispered among themselves about the mysterious new hairstyle their delivery guy was sporting.

4. One foggy morning, as customers were filing out of HeadLiner salon, someone noticed an unfamiliar figure standing outside, their silhouette barely visible through the mist. The stranger waved hello and disappeared into the fog. A few minutes later, a delivery driver walked in, complaining that his breakfast had arrived cold. ‘Maybe it was reheating in the mist,’ joked one of the stylists.