Bonds

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. It was an unseasonably warm November morning when Bonds Hair Salon opened its doors as usual. But something peculiar caught the eye of a regular customer who noticed that every third Thursday of the month, the reflection in the salon’s mirror changed slightly—revealing a faint image of someone else entirely. One day, a delivery driver mentioned offhand that he always ordered extra coffee from Bonds on those Thursdays because ‘the lady behind the counter looks like my ex-girlfriend.’ Everyone burst out laughing, realizing they’d all been seeing different reflections of each other over the years! Since then, it became a running joke among locals whenever anyone visited on the magical Thursdays.

2. A regular customer of Bonds Hair Salon noticed something peculiar one afternoon. As he walked in, a faint scent of freshly baked cookies wafted through the air—an unexpected aroma for a place that usually smelled like shampoo and conditioner. Curious, our regular glanced around until he spotted an elderly gentleman in the corner, busily wrapping packages with a big smile on his face. Turns out, Mr. Jenkins, the neighborhood baker, had mistakenly delivered his fresh batch of cookies instead of pastries for the salon’s morning tea. Everyone had a good laugh over it, and from then on, Bonds became known not just for great haircuts but also for its occasional cookie surprise.

3. One day after work, a delivery driver pulled up outside Bonds and noticed something odd on the sidewalk. 'Hey,' he said aloud, 'what’s with all these tiny hairs?' He bent down closer to inspect them—were they real human hairs? Turns out, one of Bonds’ stylists had accidentally left her miniature hairbrush outside that morning. A regular passing by joked, ‘Maybe it’s a new trend in micro-haircuts!’

4. A little girl walked into Bonds Hair Salon with her mother, clearly excited. The stylist started cutting her hair while she chatted animatedly about her new doll. Suddenly, mid-cut, everyone in the salon heard a soft, surprised bark coming from behind the counter. The stylist paused, looked around, and smiled. ‘I think our furry friend just missed his afternoon walk,’ she said gently. A moment later, an embarrassed beagle emerged from under the counter, tail between his legs, followed by a sleepy-haired barista who muttered, ‘He’s always doing that.’