About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. In Fix Salon Seattle’s parking lot, a regular noticed something peculiar one morning—a vintage hairdryer from the 1980s stuck in an old tire swing. No one claimed it. Soon enough, other locals joined in, decorating the tire swing with vintage hair accessories and old styling brushes. Before long, every morning became a quirky ritual: people would park their cars, grab a retro hair tool, and take a swing before heading inside for their haircuts. The salon even started hosting ‘80s themed parties on weekends, complete with neon lights and nostalgic music. Nowadays, if you visit Fix Salon Seattle, you might just catch someone mid-swing, humming along to some forgotten pop hit.
2. In Fix Salon Seattle, every afternoon around 3 PM, an anonymous voice would come over the intercom: ‘Ladies and gentlemen, your hair is ready for styling!’ The salon staff knew it was just the owner’s sense of humor, but customers couldn’t help wondering if their hair really did have appointments. One day, a delivery driver walked in, complaining about his haircut. He said, 'It feels like my hair has a mind of its own!' The stylist smiled and replied, 'That’s because it does—everyone here gets their hair scheduled!'
3. In Fix Salon Seattle, while waiting for their turn, customers often overhear strange conversations in empty chairs. One day, a delivery driver asked aloud, ‘Did anyone else just see that old man walk into the wall?’ Another time, an elderly gentleman sitting next to him muttered, ‘I think I saw Bigfoot outside.’ The delivery guy smiled and replied, ‘Sir, you might be seeing things—maybe it’s just our stylist playing tricks on us!’ Everyone burst out laughing, and soon enough, everyone forgot what they’d heard earlier.
4. In Fix Salon Seattle, on foggy afternoons when everyone else is rushing home, a mysterious figure in a fedora would appear outside the salon door. No one knew who they were or why they lingered there, but whenever they did, the line moved faster than usual. One day, an excited delivery driver rushed into the salon and announced, ‘I saw him too! He tipped me with a dollar!’ The next morning, a note was found under the door—just a smiley face drawn in lipstick. Since then, everyone leaves a little extra tip for the invisible stylist.’