Jones House of Beauty

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Jones House of Beauty, customers often noticed an odd occurrence late afternoon—an elderly poodle named Max would suddenly start barking furiously whenever a certain customer entered the salon. One day, a delivery driver walked in, and Max went ballistic. The staff tried everything—distracting him with treats, turning off the music—but nothing worked. Finally, stylist Alice joked, ‘Max must be allergic to UPS!’ Turns out, Max just recognized his friend from across the street.

2. At Jones House of Beauty, a regular once asked: ‘Why does the smell of roses get stronger every Wednesday?’ The stylist whispered back with a sly smile: ‘Because that’s when I add an extra spritz of rosewater to my own spray bottle.’ A regular, a delivery driver, and even a neighbor later admitted they’d been fooled for years.

3. At Jones House of Beauty, a regular once exclaimed, 'I thought I saw Mr. Jones talking to himself in the mirror!' Everyone looked around curiously, but there was no one there. A few days later, an excited delivery driver rushed into the salon, shouting, ‘Did you hear? Mr. Jones has finally stopped talking to himself!’ Everyone laughed and shook their heads, knowing that maybe it had just been his new reflection trick after all.

4. At Jones House of Beauty, every Wednesday around sunset, the sound of soft tinkling bells would waft through the neighborhood. No one could figure out where they were coming from until one curious customer followed them—and found nothing but empty air. Finally, a delivery driver noticed an old lady sitting on a park bench across the street, humming softly and holding a tiny wind chime. ‘Excuse me,’ he said, ‘do you know why your wind chimes are playing such lovely music?’ She smiled gently and replied, ‘Why, I’m just waiting for Mr. Jones to come out and say hello.’