About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. It was an unseasonably warm autumn morning when Nora, the owner of Nails of America, noticed something peculiar outside her shop. A delivery driver was walking briskly towards her door, muttering under his breath and wiping sweat from his forehead. As he approached, she saw that his shirt was soaked through. ‘Hot day,’ she smiled, reaching for a bottle of water. He shook his head, still muttering, then suddenly stopped. Pointing at the sign above her salon, he exclaimed, ‘Nails of America? That’s my grandmother’s old saying!’ Turns out, it was just another delivery guy with a thirsty throat—and now everyone jokes that Nora has magical nails.’
2. ‘Hey lady,’ said a delivery driver one afternoon as he walked into Nails of America, ‘I’ve been coming here for years and I never noticed how many nails you have on your wall!’ The receptionist just smiled and replied, ‘That’s because they’re not real.’ Finally, an older gentleman approached the counter and asked curiously, ‘So what do you do with them when you clean?’ With a twinkle in her eye, the receptionist whispered, ‘We eat them.’ The whole place erupted in laughter, including the delivery driver who swore it was the best joke he’d heard in months.
3. While waiting for her mani-pedi one day, a neighbor remarked, 'I swear, every time I come here, my nails grow faster than mine!' The woman laughed and said, ‘Maybe it’s the special polish they use!’ As she left, another customer walked in—a delivery driver—who exclaimed, “My nails look longer today too!” The stylist smiled mysteriously and whispered to herself, “It must be the secret blend of vitamins and positive vibes.”
4. One day while getting her nails done, a regular noticed something peculiar on the salon’s closed-circuit TV. Every time someone left without paying, the sign above the exit would mysteriously change to read: ‘Thank you for visiting Nails of America—please come back soon!’ Finally, one enterprising customer decided to test it out. After paying generously, he pretended not to notice the exit sign and walked out casually. To everyone's delight, nothing happened! From then on, Nails of America became known as the place where even forgetting to pay was free. A delivery driver once joked, 'I think I'll just leave my truck here permanently.'