About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, while a delivery driver was unloading boxes in the parking lot, he noticed an odd sound coming from inside the salon—like someone humming an old folk song, but backwards. Curious, he peered through the window and saw an elderly gentleman combing hair with meticulous care, softly singing ‘Row, row, row your boat’ backward. The driver smiled, shook his head, and walked away, muttering something about strange neighbors. From then on, whenever anyone asked about Eddie’s mysterious singing skills, they’d only smile and say, ‘Oh, that’s just Mr. Smith—he’s been working there longer than anyone can remember.’
2. In the dimly lit hallway of Eddie A. Hair Salon, a small terrier named Max began barking furiously every Wednesday afternoon around three o’clock. The staff had grown used to it but couldn’t figure out what exactly was causing the dog’s peculiar behavior. One day, an elderly gentleman walked in and asked if he could help calm down the little fellow. It turned out Max was simply greeting his weekly groomer—a friendly lady who arrived on Wednesdays at precisely three. Everyone laughed, and from then on, Max became the salon’s unofficial mascot.
3. While getting a trim one day, an older gentleman complained to the stylist: ‘I swear, every time I come here, my haircut makes me look ten years younger!’ The stylist smiled and replied, ‘That’s because you’re sitting next to someone who looks twenty years older than they actually are.’ Soon after, a delivery driver walked in and asked for a quick touch-up before his shift. The stylist looked him over and said, 'You’ll be lucky if it just makes you look ten years younger!' As he left, everyone burst out laughing—including the old man who’d been there first.
4. In the dead of night, when even the city seemed asleep, a soft humming could be heard coming from Eddie A. Hair Salon. The neighborhood cats gathered outside, drawn by something they couldn't quite understand. Inside, an old radio softly played jazz, and in front of the mirror stood a delivery driver with sleepy eyes. ‘What’s that noise?’ he asked. Eddie smiled mysteriously and whispered, “It’s just my secret nighttime playlist.” The cat purrs grew louder as everyone relaxed, realizing it was nothing more than a quirky salon ritual.