About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, a little girl walked into Career Academy of Hair Design and asked the receptionist if she could pet one of the mannequins’ wigs. The staff laughed it off until they saw her eyes light up every time she touched a particular style. It turned out she was an aspiring hairstylist who wanted to become a master of those intricate styles. Soon enough, everyone in town knew her as ‘the girl with the magical touch.’ Even the most gruff old delivery driver would stop by just to get his hair done by her.
2. One day, a delivery driver asked the receptionist at Career Academy of Hair Design if they could leave his package ‘in the hands of fate.’ The receptionist smiled and said, 'No worries, we'll take good care of it!' Later that afternoon, when one of the students accidentally knocked over a bottle of dye, everyone scrambled to clean up the mess. The package, left unattended in plain sight, became the perfect canvas for their artistic experimentation—turning into an elaborate hairstyle that looked like a colorful abstract painting. To this day, whenever someone mentions the mysterious package, everyone at Career Academy chuckles and says, 'It was clearly meant to be part of our curriculum.'
3. One afternoon, while students were practicing hairstyles in Career Academy of Hair Design, an old lady entered the salon carrying a large bag. She approached the front desk and whispered something to the receptionist. Suddenly, the entire salon heard her voice over the intercom: ‘Ladies and gentlemen, I’ve brought you all some free hair products from my basement!’ The receptionist smiled sheepishly and announced, 'Thank you so much, ma’am! We’ll definitely put them to good use.' The old lady nodded and left, muttering under her breath about how she always forgets where she puts things. As she walked out, one student turned to another and asked, 'Who wants to bet she's actually our new teacher's aunt?'
4. One night, a neighbor knocked on the door of Career Academy of Hair Design, asking if they had any extra curling irons for his pet rabbit's fur. The hairstylist looked puzzled but kindly offered an old iron from the storage closet. The neighbor took it gratefully and left, muttering something about 'rabbit fashion shows.' A few days later, a delivery driver arrived with a box labeled ‘curling irons.’ When asked why he was delivering them to a hair academy, he replied, ‘It’s for your new line of bun styling tools, sir!’