About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One evening, a regular customer at Crewners noticed something peculiar. While getting his usual haircut, he heard an odd humming sound coming from the ceiling vents. The more he thought about it, the more convinced he became that it wasn’t just his imagination. Curious now, he mentioned it to the stylist, who casually replied, 'Oh, that's just Mr. Whiskers up there.' A few days later, while waiting for his trim, our hero spotted a grinning tabby cat peering down through the vent. Turns out, Crewners had adopted him as their unofficial mascot.
2. One morning, while a regular was having his hair styled at Crewners, he overheard two employees whispering about a mysterious package left outside. Curious, he asked what it could be. ‘Just another delivery,’ they said dismissively. But every day after that, more strange packages appeared—all addressed to different names but always delivered around closing time. Finally, one evening, our curious customer noticed a small note attached to one package: ‘Please deliver to Mr. Haircutty.’ Everyone burst out laughing when they realized it was addressed to their own salon! Since then, whenever something unusual arrives, everyone at Crewners just smiles and says, ‘Another delivery for Mr. Haircutty!’
3. One afternoon, as a delivery driver pulled up outside Crewners, he heard an unusual sound coming from inside. The soft hum of old machinery mixed with the familiar chatter of stylists and customers—until it grew louder, almost like a low-pitched rumble. Curious, he peered through the window and saw something extraordinary—a vintage hairdryer, its ancient motor whirring away while the stylist calmly continued cutting hair. Turned out, Crewners had an antique collection that occasionally came to life during slow afternoons. Everyone just pretended not to notice, except for our delivery guy who now grinned, thinking maybe his day wasn’t so boring after all.
4. One night, after closing hours, a delivery driver parked outside Crewners and heard soft laughter coming from inside. Curious, he peered through the window and saw two mannequins whispering to each other in the reflection of the mirror. The delivery driver cleared his throat and said, ‘Alright, you two, I’ve seen enough!’ Suddenly, both mannequins turned around with big smiles—revealing their price tags still attached. The driver shook his head, chuckled, and left, muttering something about ‘regulars’ who never change.