About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, as a delivery driver pulled up to the salon, he noticed something odd—a soft humming sound coming from inside the old wooden building. Curious, he glanced through the window and saw nothing unusual until he caught sight of the reflection in one of the mirrors. The reflection seemed to move independently of anyone present. The delivery driver watched, perplexed, as the mirror image combed invisible strands and styled nonexistent hair. Suddenly, an exaggerated yawn emerged from the reflection, followed by a hearty laugh. Turning around, everyone found only an empty chair—except for a note on the counter: ‘Board & Batten Salon is closed today. Please come back tomorrow when our magical stylist takes a break.’
2. One day, while getting a trim, a little girl giggled when she saw an old wooden beam outside the window. Curious, her mother asked what was so funny. ‘Mommy,’ she whispered, pointing, ‘that beam looks just like Daddy’s comb!’ The stylist overheard them and smiled, leaning closer to whisper, 'Actually, ma’am, that’s not just any old beam—it’s our signature decorative element!' The little girl burst out laughing again, and her mom blushed, realizing they’d been had. From then on, whenever someone mentioned Board & Batten Salon, everyone remembered the story of the comb-like beam.
3. One afternoon, as a delivery driver pulled up to the salon, he caught a whiff of something peculiar—a faint scent of freshly baked cookies wafting through the open window. Curious, he leaned in closer, but before he could ask, everyone inside burst out laughing. Turns out, one of the stylists had brought homemade cookies for everyone after noticing how much everyone loved them. The delivery driver grinned sheepishly, realizing his mistake, and decided to join in on the sweet treat.
4. One foggy morning, as a delivery driver pulled up to the salon, he found himself staring at a mysterious sign reading ‘Open for Business’ in bright neon lights. As he approached the door, he heard soft laughter coming from inside. Peering through the window, he saw only empty chairs and a stylist humming to herself behind the counter. Confused but intrigued, he knocked gently on the wooden door—and out stepped an old cat named Whiskers, who promptly sat down and began grooming itself. The delivery driver scratched his head, grinned, and muttered, 'Guess they’re open for business after all!'