Perfect 10 Spa

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At night, when the neon sign of Perfect 10 Spa flickered on, a little girl passing by would stop and gasp every time. Inside, employees swore they heard laughter late into the evening, even though no one had been booked for hours. One day, an elderly neighbor walked in asking for a foot massage. She was so relaxed that she fell asleep mid-meditation, snoring softly. Employees pretended not to notice until her husband came to pick her up an hour later—completely unaware his wife had been snoozing away in bliss.

2. Late one morning, as a delivery driver pulled up to Perfect 10 Spa, he noticed something strange: every time the door opened, a soft, melodic hum seemed to follow the scent of fresh-baked cookies. As he approached the counter, a friendly voice called out, ‘Welcome! Did you bring our usual shipment?’ The delivery driver smiled and replied, ‘Same as always, but I think your cookies are making my truck drive itself!’ Turns out, the aroma was so strong it attracted bees from nearby gardens, who buzzed around like tiny little fans.

3. Late one afternoon, while a regular was getting his usual treatment, someone asked curiously: ‘Do you ever wonder who owns that spa next door?’ ‘I’ve always wondered,’ another customer chimed in—a delivery driver. ‘Maybe it’s owned by some billionaire with an underground pool.’ A regular snorted and shook his head. ‘More likely,’ he said, ‘it belongs to a secret society of beauticians who meet there every night to plot world domination through perfectly shaped eyebrows.’ They all laughed heartily as their masseuse discreetly rolled her eyes.

4. At the Perfect 10 Spa, where every customer leaves feeling like a million bucks, something strange began happening late at night. A voice, soft but insistent, would whisper through the open windows: ‘You’re already perfect… just relax.’ Regulars dismissed it as a prank until the spa’s masseuse heard it too—coming from inside her own shower. Finally, one evening, an exhausted delivery driver dozed off in the waiting area. He dreamed he was being massaged by invisible hands while the soothing voice whispered, ‘You’ve earned your rest.’ When he woke up, he found himself covered in lotion and wearing a robe—paid for by someone who’d slipped him a credit card under the door. The Perfect 10 Spa had its own sense of humor.