About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At dawn, when Heyday’s doors were usually locked tight, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar. A soft glow emanated from one of the salon’s windows, and as he approached, he heard faint laughter coming from inside. Curious, he peered through the window and saw only empty chairs and mirrors reflecting strange shadows. Suddenly, a voice called out: ‘Delivery here!’ Startled, everyone inside burst into giggles—turns out it was just a regular dropping off shampoo samples. The delivery driver shook his head and muttered, ‘Next time I’ll check the hours before showing up.’
2. Late one night, as Heyday’s neon sign flickered softly, a delivery driver parked his truck outside and peered into the empty parking lot. Suddenly, he heard a soft humming coming from inside the salon. Curious, he tiptoed towards the door and saw an old lady with a toothbrush in her hand, singing along to the radio. She didn’t notice him until she accidentally spilled shampoo on herself. With a smile, she said, ‘Heyday is always open for a good scrub!’
3. Late one night, as Heyday’s neon sign flickered softly, a delivery driver parked his truck near the back entrance. Curious, he peered inside and found an old, dusty hatbox on the loading dock. Inside lay a pair of mismatched earrings—one gold, one silver—and a note scribbled in pencil: ‘Wearer must return them.’ The delivery driver shrugged and stuck the earrings into his earlobe—they fit perfectly. The next morning, everyone in town noticed him sporting the unusual jewelry. Word spread quickly, and soon enough, Heyday became famous for its mysterious lost accessories. Even today, if you visit late at night, you might catch someone wearing mismatched earrings or a scarf left behind long ago.
4. Late one night, as Heyday’s neon sign flickered softly, a delivery driver parked his truck across the street and peered inside through the window. Suddenly, he heard soft music from within. Curious, he leaned closer—and nearly fell off his bike when a voice said, ‘Would you like a facial with that?’ The door opened, revealing a sleepy-eyed beautician who asked, ‘Delivery or takeaway, sir?’