Frank's Gentlemen's Salon

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. In Frank’s Gentleman’s Salon, a regular asked one day, ‘Why does that old van always pull up outside?’ The barber looked out and replied with a smile, ‘Oh, that’s just our friendly neighborhood florist. He delivers fresh flowers every Friday.’ The regular nodded knowingly, ‘I see… And why does he always park in such an awkward spot?’ The barber laughed, ‘Because his van is filled with nothing but roses!’

2. In Frank’s Gentleman’s Salon, an elderly gentleman exclaimed one morning, 'I keep seeing the same mannequin in the window, but no one else seems to notice!' The stylist, a gruff old fellow himself, looked up from his clippers and said with a twinkle in his eye, ‘Ah, you’re not the only one, sir. Every now and then I see her too.’ The next day, the mannequin was gone, replaced by a sign reading “Closed for renovations.” And ever since, whenever anyone mentions Frank’s Salon, they laugh and say, ‘Did you hear about the ghostly mannequin?’

3. In Frank’s Gentleman’s Salon, a young barista noticed one afternoon that the air conditioning unit sounded like it was humming a familiar tune. Curious patrons soon gathered around, listening intently as if they were attending a secret concert. Was it just an odd coincidence, or had the salon acquired its very own musical appliance? Soon enough, every customer arrived early just for the ‘air-conditioning symphony.’ One day, a delivery driver even brought his flute and joined in! Before long, Frank announced: 'Ladies and gentlemen, our new band is called “Hummingbirds”!' And thus, Frank’s Gentleman’s Salon became known not only for hairstyles but also for impromptu concerts.

4. A delivery driver pulled up outside Frank’s Gentlemen’s Salon one rainy afternoon. He glanced around and noticed something peculiar: every time he honked his horn, the reflection in the salon window changed—first into a smiling customer, then into a frowning one. Finally, after several honks, the reflection turned into an embarrassed-looking man with a comb-over. The delivery driver smiled, realizing it was just another regular. As he walked away, he waved goodbye to the confused reflection, thinking to himself, ‘Next time I’ll bring flowers.’