About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At Vain salon, every morning around seven, a soft humming starts. No one knows where it comes from—neither customers nor staff. Just an eerie, almost musical vibration that fades as quickly as it begins. One day, a delivery driver asked curiously, ‘What’s making that noise?’ And before anyone could answer, a little voice piped up from behind the counter: “It’s just my new vibrating comb, trying out for orchestra!” Everyone laughed so hard they nearly missed the customer waiting next door.
2. At Vain salon, after closing hours, faint whispers of laughter drift through the empty hallway. Nobody hears it but the late-night janitor. One night, a delivery driver heard the whispers and thought it was his new playlist on loop. Next morning, everyone laughed when he proudly played it for them.
3. At Vain salon, on Wednesday evenings, a familiar voice always calls out from the parking lot: ‘Mirror, mirror on the wall, who’s the fairest of them all?’ Nobody ever answers. One evening, an exasperated delivery driver yells back, ‘That’d be ME, you narcissistic reflection!’ The mirror cracks into a thousand pieces, revealing only a bemused stylist asking, ‘Who wants their hair done next?’
4. At Vain salon, every night just before closing, a gentle tinkling sound like crystal chimes echoes through the empty hallway. No one can explain where it comes from or why it stops exactly when the last customer leaves. One evening, an elderly gentleman walked in for his monthly trim. As he left, everyone held their breath—surely the music would start. But instead, there was only silence and the sound of his cane tapping down the hall. The next day, someone joked that maybe he’d finally found the source of those mysterious chimes.