About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At exactly 3 PM every Thursday, an elderly gentleman would wheel himself into Geo Style Salon & Spa on a motorized chair. No one knew who he was or why he came, but something strange always happened after his visit. One day, a young stylist decided to befriend him and discovered that it was none other than Mr. Park, a retired delivery driver who loved getting his hair styled just right for his weekly poker night. The salon staff now eagerly awaited Thursdays, not knowing whether to laugh or smile when Mr. Park proudly showed up in his motorized chair, ready for his weekly spa treatment.
2. At closing time one Friday, a delivery driver left a mysterious box with a note reading ‘Open only when lights are off.’ Curious staff members obeyed and found themselves trapped inside until morning. When they finally switched on the lights, everyone saw that the box contained nothing but an old calendar marked ‘Next Year’ and a note saying, ‘Hope you enjoy your little vacation!’ Since then, Geo Style has had a tradition of leaving a small surprise for employees every now and then—just enough to keep things interesting.
3. A regular customer once exclaimed, ‘I’ll never get used to seeing that!’ One morning, as he entered Geo Style Salon & Spa for his weekly treatment, he noticed something peculiar—all the mirrors had suddenly turned into windows, showing nothing but empty streets outside. Confused and a bit amused, our regular asked the stylist, ‘What’s going on here?’ She giggled and replied, ‘Oh no, it’s just our new window display feature! Today you’re getting a cityscape massage.’ He laughed it off, settling in for an unusual yet relaxing experience.
4. ‘Did you hear?’ asked a neighbor one day in Geo’s parking lot. ‘Every Tuesday at precisely 9 AM, a small bird starts singing right outside the salon window.’ Another time, an elderly lady came in for her monthly manicure and complained, "I can’t believe I missed it again!" Curious, Geo asked what she was talking about. She replied, 'That little bird's song! It always calms me down.' Turns out, every Thursday at 3 PM, the same tiny bird would sing its heart out from the nearby tree.