Ann Nails

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Ann Nails salon, customers often noticed an odd occurrence late at night. A delivery driver would arrive with boxes of supplies, but instead of leaving immediately, he’d linger near the entrance for several minutes before driving away. Some said he was waiting for someone, others thought maybe he had a secret admirer inside. In reality, he was just checking if his favorite nail polish color was in stock—his wife insisted on matching her manicure to his tie.

2. In the early morning hours, when most salons are quiet and closed, Ann Nails’ neon sign flickered on like clockwork. It drew curious neighbors, who peered through the window to see if anyone was working so late. Inside, an elderly man in a plaid shirt was meticulously painting his toenails while humming softly to himself. A delivery driver dozed off in one of the armchairs, completely unaware that he’d left his truck running outside. The neighbor, who had come for a closer look, ended up leaving with a free mani-pedi and a new appreciation for nighttime adventures.

3. Late one evening, as a delivery driver pulled up outside Ann Nails, he heard soft laughter coming from inside. Curious, he peered through the window and saw only empty chairs and closed counters. Smiling to himself, he decided it must’ve been his imagination. But when he returned an hour later for his package, he found the door ajar—and the scent of fresh nail polish wafting gently into the night air.

4. Late one evening, as a delivery driver pulled up outside Ann Nails, he noticed something strange: a faint glow coming from inside the closed salon. Curious, he cracked open the door—and found an old lady with a flashlight, meticulously painting tiny stars on the ceiling. ‘Oh,’ she said, noticing him. ‘Just finishing some decorations for our grand opening tomorrow.’ The delivery driver blinked, then smiled. ‘Guess I’ll just leave my package here,’ he muttered, backing out.}