The Goat Parlor

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to The Goat Parlor salon and noticed something peculiar in the backseat of his truck—a small wooden goat statue, wrapped in an old newspaper from who-knows-when. He shrugged it off as just another oddity until he saw more goats appearing around town. Soon enough, everyone in town was talking about these mysterious goats. A local neighbor even claimed she heard them singing in the middle of the night. One day, while getting her hair done at The Goat Parlor, a regular customer asked the stylist if she’d ever seen any goats around. With a twinkle in her eye, she replied, ‘Only when I look in the mirror!’

2. One day, while getting a trim at The Goat Parlor, a regular noticed something odd on the salon’s sign: ‘Today’s special — free beard trimming for goats.’ Curious, he asked the stylist, and it turned out that every Wednesday, they offered goat services as a joke. Soon enough, a delivery driver walked in with his pet miniature goat needing a trim. The salon became famous for its weekly 'goat days,' attracting neighbors who brought their furry friends for a shave.

3. While picking up supplies one afternoon, a delivery driver spotted an unusual item in the salon’s parking lot—a small wooden goat statue with mismatched eyes. Curious, he picked it up and carried on. But ever since then, customers claim their haircuts have been more relaxed, almost as if the little goat were whispering secrets into their ears. Word spread quickly among locals that visiting The Goat Parlor for a trim brought not only stylish cuts but also unexpected good luck. Soon enough, residents started leaving tiny tokens—coins, buttons, even old keys—in tribute near the statue. One day, a neighbor joked, ‘Maybe we should start calling it Fortuna’s Folly!’ And so they did, laughing, until everyone realized their lives had indeed become a bit more cheerful.

4. In the early hours of dawn, when most salons are closed tight, a delivery driver pulled up to The Goat Parlor. Spotting a light on, he wondered if they were open for emergencies. Upon entering, the delivery man found an old gentleman with scissors in hand, humming softly to himself. ‘Aren’t you closing?’ asked the startled driver. With a twinkle in his eye, the barber replied, “Not today, sonny—this is my midnight appointment.’