Hair That Rocks

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. In the early morning fog of a typical Saturday in Portland, Oregon, a delivery driver pulled up to Hair That Rocks with something unusual in hand. As he approached the door, the scent of freshly baked pastries wafted through the air, mingling with the usual aroma of shampoo and hairspray. The package turned out to be an oversized cake decorated like a vintage hairbrush. Turning around, everyone saw a neighbor smiling sheepishly from behind, explaining it was for the birthday celebration that evening. The whole place erupted into laughter—even though no one knew whose birthday it actually was.

2. At midnight, while a little girl named Emma dozed off to sleep, her dog suddenly perked up and started barking wildly at the Hair That Rocks sign outside. No one else seemed to notice. The next morning, when Emma’s mom went downstairs for coffee, she saw a delivery driver scratching his head and staring at the salon. ‘Did you hear anything last night?’ he asked. Mom shrugged, thinking it was just another quiet night in their small town. Then the neighbor popped out, muttering, ‘I thought I heard my cat howling at something…’ Turns out, everyone had missed the tiny terrier’s late-night concert!

3. At closing time, when the last customer had left Hair That Rocks salon, the owner whispered to herself, ‘I wonder if anyone will notice if I leave the neon sign on just a little longer tonight?’ So, she flipped the switch and the bright red neon sign stayed glowing like an invitation for the night. The next morning, everyone in town noticed it was still lit—and so did the power company! Turned out, the owner’s late-night antics had cost her a small fortune in electricity bills. But she grinned as she explained, ‘Hey, at least my clients always know where to find me!’

4. At closing time, when the last customer had left Hair That Rocks salon, the receptionist found an old vinyl record stuck under the chair. Curious, she played it on the ancient turntable in the corner. The music was faint but familiar—an obscure 70s rock ballad no one in town remembered. As the soft melody filled the air, everyone stopped what they were doing and started humming along. It turned out that every employee knew those lyrics by heart from their teenage years. The old song brought them all together, singing and dancing around the dusty turntable until closing time arrived with a smile.