Salon Coiffure

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, while waiting for his usual cut, a regular overheard the stylist whispering to another employee: ‘I swear I saw him leave here with half my hair!’ That evening, our regular showed up with an extra-long ponytail and announced proudly, 'I’m now officially half-himself!' Turns out it was just a mischievous newbie who thought he was styling a wig. Everyone had a good laugh—even Salon Coiffure’s resident prankster didn't expect such a hilariously long-haired client.

2. At Salon Coiffure, customers began noticing something peculiar after hours. Late one night, a delivery driver heard an unfamiliar voice coming from inside the empty salon. ‘Next time you come,’ it said softly, ‘bring your own comb.’ Curious, he mentioned it to his neighbors the next day. Over coffee, they laughed and shared similar tales—an old lady humming while cutting hair, a child giggling in the mirror. Turned out, Salon Coiffure was just haunted by its last stylist’s sense of humor.

3. At Salon Coiffure, late one night, a delivery driver noticed an unusual commotion coming from inside. The cat that usually slept under the counter was now frantically running around, yowling as if it had seen a ghost. Curious, he peered inside and saw the stylist, Marie, standing frozen in front of her mirror, holding a pair of scissors with a puzzled expression on her face. ‘What’s going on?’ asked the driver. Marie shrugged, ‘I thought I saw a mouse, but then I realized—there’s no mouse. Just my reflection.’ They both laughed, and soon enough, the cat calmed down too.

4. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Salon Coiffure and saw the lights on. Curious, he approached the front door only to hear strange noises inside. As he peeked through the window, he saw an old lady styling a mannequin’s hair with exaggerated gestures. Startled, she turned around and exclaimed, ‘Who dares disturb my masterpiece? It took me three hours!’ The delivery driver quickly apologized and fled, never to return again—much to the relief of Salon Coiffure’s regulars.