About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, as customers were settling in for their treatments, an unfamiliar voice crackled over the salon’s intercom: ‘Attention, Eclipz patrons—your hair today may be slightly greener than usual. Apologies for any inconvenience.’ It turned out that a delivery driver had accidentally mixed up the hair dye order with some neon-green paint samples from his truck. By lunchtime, everyone was laughing about it—even the usually serious manicurist joked that maybe next time she’d get lucky and turn blue.
2. One day, while a regular was waiting for her appointment, she noticed something unusual on the salon’s parking lot—a mysterious package wrapped in brown paper, left behind anonymously. Curious, she picked it up and found inside a box of mismatched socks with a note reading: ‘For your feet, from someone who loves them.’ Turns out, it was a prank from the delivery driver, trying to brighten everyone’s day.
3. At closing time one night, the salon’s cat scurried out from under the reception desk—something it had never done before. Employees exchanged puzzled looks but paid little mind until the next morning when they found a note taped to the door: ‘Thank you for your hospitality!’ That afternoon, an elderly gentleman came in for his weekly haircut. As he left, he noticed the note and asked curiously, 'Did anyone see who wrote that?' The staff shrugged, mystified. Later that evening, while cleaning up, the salon manager discovered a tiny pair of glasses hidden beneath the cash register. A small sign read: “Next time, please leave your specs.”
4. In the quiet of early morning, a delivery driver pulled up outside Eclipz Salon and Spa. As he unloaded boxes from his truck, he noticed something odd—a small, beribboned package had been left behind. Curious, he picked it up and carried on inside. Inside, the scent of freshly brewed coffee wafted through the air. The delivery driver followed his nose to the kitchen, where an elderly receptionist was humming softly. She smiled warmly as she unwrapped the package: ‘Oh, hello there! This must be for our regular,’ she said, revealing a cake decorated with tiny stars. ‘He always orders one every Tuesday.’