About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar in the Elite Beauty Bar’s parking lot—a mysterious package wrapped in brown paper and tied with string. Curious but cautious, he left it alone and drove off. Later that day, a regular customer arrived early for her facial and found an identical package on her car seat. She opened it to discover a note reading: ‘Sorry for the inconvenience, your daily dose of relaxation!’ Inside was a small bottle of rose-scented oil.’
2. While waiting for her haircut one afternoon, a regular overheard two stylists whispering about strange occurrences happening after customers left. 'Did you see that lady who came last week?' asked one stylist. 'She paid with an old dollar bill,' replied another, 'and now our cash register plays the same song every time!' Finally, a delivery driver mentioned how he always gets stuck in traffic whenever he goes near the bar. The stylists just laughed and said, ‘That’s because your package is destined for someone else’s perfect ponytail!’
3. One day after work, a neighbor heard an unusual announcement over the Elite Beauty Bar’s intercom: ‘Ladies and gentlemen, could your facial mask please report to reception?’ The voice continued, ‘And if you’re not wearing a facial mask, please proceed directly to the exit.’ Amused laughter echoed through the bar as everyone looked around sheepishly. Finally, a delivery driver walked in, holding a box marked ‘Facial Masks x100’. The neighbor chuckled, shaking their head—another quirky story for the neighborhood grapevine.
4. On a particularly foggy morning, a delivery driver pulled up to the Elite Beauty Bar and found the front door wide open. Curious, he peered inside and saw nothing but rows of empty chairs and quiet whispes from the stylist's room. Suddenly, a sleepy-haired stylist poked her head out, yawned, and said, ‘Oh hi! Thought you were supposed to be here earlier today.’ The delivery driver scratched his head and replied, ‘I’m sorry ma’am, I must’ve taken a wrong turn down Beauty Street!’