About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. In the dimly lit hallway of Waxxpot Beauty Salon, a regular was carefully arranging hairpins on the counter. Suddenly, an old bottle of vintage perfume caught his eye. He picked it up and sniffed it, smiling as he remembered his grandmother’s scent. ‘Excuse me,’ said a voice behind him. Turning around, he saw only an empty chair. The bottle had vanished into thin air.’ A regular chuckled, shaking his head. ‘Welcome to Waxxpot, where time stands still—and so does your money!’
2. In the early hours before dawn, a delivery driver pulled up outside Waxxpot Beauty Salon. The soft hum of machinery suddenly changed to an eerie whirring sound, like something from another world. The door slowly opened, revealing a dimly lit room filled with strange contraptions and unfamiliar scents. A sleepy receptionist yawned and asked what he needed. ‘Just my usual,’ said the delivery driver, handing over the package. As he left, someone in the back whispered, ‘Another regular.’
3. At closing time one night, the Waxxpot beautician locked up and left—only to hear someone whispering her name from inside. "Ma’am, are you sure everything’s closed down?" She opened the door a crack, and there stood a delivery driver, holding a box of supplies with a sheepish smile. ‘Sorry for scaring you,’ he said. ‘Just thought I’d drop off these extra candles.’
4. At closing time one night, the Waxxpot beautician locked up and left—only to hear an unfamiliar voice crackling over the salon’s intercom: ‘Your hair is calling you home.’ Curious, she pressed the intercom button, and a sleepy voice replied, 'Did I mention that your eyebrows are missing their party?' Turns out, it was just the delivery driver who accidentally switched on the wrong microphone. Since then, everyone knows not to leave the waxing supplies unattended.