Pacific Sun Tanning

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. A delivery driver pulled up to Pacific Sun Tanning one morning and noticed something unusual in the back of his truck—a small, handwritten sign reading ‘Free tanning sessions for life if you can guess the owner’s secret nickname.’ Curiosity got the better of him, so he parked and went inside. Inside, a regular customer overheard the commotion and offered help. Turns out, the owner's secret nickname was simply 'Mr. Sunny Days.' The delivery driver left with a free lifetime tan, while everyone else learned that sometimes secrets are best kept simple.

2. A delivery driver pulled up to Pacific Sun Tanning one day and overheard an unusual conversation. ‘Did you hear?’ asked a regular, pointing towards the sunbeds. ‘They say that if you lie there exactly thirteen minutes past midnight on a full moon, your tan lasts twice as long!’ The delivery driver shrugged and smiled, thinking it was just another urban legend. But when he saw his own reflection in the window later that night, he had to admit—his tan did look unusually deep for someone who hadn’t been inside since last week. The next morning, everyone joked about him being cursed or blessed, depending on their sense of humor.

3. A regular walked into Pacific Sun Tanning one afternoon and asked the attendant, ‘Why does everyone leave here with such a glow?’ The attendant smiled mysteriously and whispered, ‘They’re not really tanning, they’re signing up for our secret loyalty program. Each visit earns them points towards free massages!’ A delivery driver overheard and muttered, ‘That explains why I keep feeling so relaxed around these people.’

4. A delivery driver pulled up to Pacific Sun Tanning one foggy morning. As he unloaded boxes from his truck, he heard a strange humming sound coming from inside the tanning salon. Curious, he peered through the window and saw nothing but sunbeds and empty chairs. Just as he was about to leave, an old man walked out, wearing only a towel and humming cheerfully. The delivery driver blinked a few times before realizing it was just the owner, Mr. Smith, who always wore the same outfit while working. ‘Morning!’ Mr. Smith waved, still humming, as he headed towards his car parked outside. The driver shook his head, smiled, and drove off, muttering something about needing more coffee.