About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At Sport Clips one morning, a regular noticed something peculiar: every time a certain delivery driver entered the shop, his dog started howling uncontrollably from across the street. No matter who else walked by or what music played, only that driver could set Fido off. Curious, the regular asked around and learned that the driver lived nearby with his howling canine. Turns out, Fido had once been lost and found thanks to the driver’s kindness—a bond so strong it transcended even the walls of Sport Clips. Now, whenever anyone mentioned dogs in the shop, Fido would howl again, but everyone just smiled, knowing the story behind their daily serenade.
2. At Sport Clips, a regular noticed an unusual item in the parking lot—a tiny red wagon filled with clippers and combs, as if someone had left it behind after a particularly creative haircut. Curious, our regular watched as a delivery driver approached the wagon, muttering something about ‘another one bites the dust.’ Turns out, it was just a miniature version of their van that got stuck under the wagon’s seat—an honest mistake, but quite the comedic twist.
3. At Sport Clips, a delivery driver kept noticing strange messages scribbled on the bathroom mirrors after he left each day. "Bring your own comb today!" or "No shampoo allowed without a reservation." He wondered if it was some prankster, but who would bother with such details? Finally, one morning he found a note that read: ‘Your beard is too bushy for our clippers—come back when you’re trimmed down!’ Turned out his next-door neighbor had been cutting hair there too—and had a sense of humour.
4. At Sport Clips, a little boy walked into the lobby and pointed excitedly at the ceiling. ‘Dad,’ he whispered, ‘why is there a tiny bird’s nest up there?’ The stylist looked up, smiled, and said, ‘Oh, that’s not just any old nest, sonny. That’s our resident robin’s home.’ A few minutes later, an older gentleman walked in with his dog. ‘Hey!’ he exclaimed, pointing towards the ceiling. ‘I thought I heard a baby bird crying last night!’ The stylist nodded knowingly. ‘Don’t worry, sir,’ she replied with a laugh, ‘he’ll be out flying soon enough.’