Broad St. Hair & Co.

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a regular asked the stylist, ‘Why does your shop smell like cookies every Tuesday?’ No one could explain it. The stylist shrugged and said, ‘I have no idea, but I’ve noticed our Tuesday customers always leave with a smile.’ Then, an old delivery driver popped in and sniffed the air, smiling broadly. ‘Ah,’ he declared, ‘that’s why they call me Cookie Man!’

2. One afternoon, while getting her usual trim, a regular noticed that Broad St. Hair & Co. had started playing soft jazz in the background—something they never did before. Everyone agreed it made waiting for their turn feel less ordinary and more… magical. Soon enough, an elderly delivery driver walked in, humming along with the music. The stylist smiled knowingly and said, 'Welcome back, Mr. Jones! Looks like you're enjoying our new playlist.' Turned out, he was so enchanted by the tunes that he forgot his own address—and ended up delivering groceries to Broad Street salon for two whole weeks!

3. One day, while waiting for his trim, a regular heard an odd humming noise coming from behind the counter. Curious, he looked over and saw the stylist softly singing along to an old vinyl record, her eyes closed in concentration. Everyone knew she loved music, but this was something special—everyone started arriving early just to catch her secret performances. Finally, one day, a delivery driver arrived with a crate of records so big they had to move tables aside. The stylist’s performance that afternoon drew such a crowd that Broad St. Hair & Co. became famous for its impromptu concerts. Even now, when you visit, you might hear someone whispering, ‘I wonder if today’s the day she’ll start playing again…’

4. One night, a delivery driver pulled up to the salon and found something unusual in the back of his truck—a small, mysterious box wrapped in brown paper. Curious, he brought it inside, only to discover that every time someone opened it, their hair grew two inches overnight. Soon enough, everyone in town was talking about the magical box. A regular came in one day with a worried look on his face—he’d accidentally left his hairbrush there last week, and now his hair had grown so long he couldn’t see his feet! The owner of Broad St. Hair & Co. just smiled and said, ‘Don’t worry, sir—we’ll figure out how to fix that.’