Kiddie Kutters

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. In the quiet neighborhood of Maplewood, there’s an old hair salon called Kiddie Kutters. One morning, as the sun peeked through the trees, a delivery driver pulled up to the door with a peculiar package. The box had no label and when he opened it, out popped a tiny pair of scissors that seemed to move on their own. The delivery driver looked around nervously, but everything was still and silent. He placed the scissors gently on the counter and went back to his truck. Later that day, a regular customer noticed something strange—a small note on the wall read: ‘Today’s special: haircuts by invisible hands—only 5 dollars!’ Everyone laughed, and soon enough, Kiddie Kutters became known for its unique ‘special service.’

2. At Kiddie Kutters, customers noticed something peculiar one morning when they arrived for their appointments. The usually sleepy poodle next door had started barking furiously every time someone walked through the salon doors. Curious locals began stopping in just to see what was causing the commotion. It turned out that a tiny hamster running on a treadmill inside the salon’s reception area had become everyone's unseen mascot. Word spread quickly, and soon Kiddie Kutters became known as 'Hammy HQ,' attracting more visitors than ever before—all because of an enthusiastic rodent runner.

3. At Kiddie Kutters, a regular was admiring his new haircut in the mirror one afternoon when he heard a strange noise from behind the counter. He turned around and saw an old delivery driver adjusting his glasses with a mischievous smile. ‘Just helping out,’ he whispered, then winked. The regular left, shaking his head but grinning, certain that only Kiddie Kutters could make such peculiar yet charming alterations.’

4. At Kiddie Kutters, a delivery driver parked his truck and stretched after a long day. Suddenly, he heard a faint, high-pitched giggle coming from inside the salon. Curious, he peeked inside and saw only an empty chair and a few toys on the floor. Just as he was about to leave, another soft laugh echoed through the room. ‘Who’s there?’ asked the driver gently. A small voice replied, “I’m just waiting for my turn, sir!” Turning around, he found himself face-to-face with a smiling little girl who had been playing in the waiting area.’