Majid's Salon

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Majid’s Salon, customers often noticed an old man sitting in the corner with a peculiar smile on his face. One day, while waiting for his trim, he casually asked the stylist if she could cut his hair like ‘the way it used to be.’ Since then, every Tuesday at exactly 3 PM, something strange started happening—haircuts took longer and longer. One week, a delivery driver arrived with a box full of ancient combs and brushes. He explained they were family heirlooms from when Majid first opened his salon decades ago. From that day forward, every Tuesday at precisely 3 PM, customers would see not just one but two old men smiling gently—one real, one from the past—while everyone waited patiently for their turns.

2. At Majid’s Salon, early mornings were never quite what they seemed. One foggy dawn, a delivery driver arrived with packages wrapped in mysterious patterns. As he unwrapped them, everyone noticed that each package had intricate Arabic designs. Turned out, Majid was testing new patterns for his clients' traditional headscarves. The delivery driver became a regular, always bringing unique fabrics and colors. By noon, Majid’s Salon was buzzing with laughter and colorful discussions.

3. At Majid’s Salon, one day a delivery driver grumbled under his breath, ‘This place is always so quiet… too quiet.’ Suddenly, he heard a soft voice whispering from behind him: ‘Not anymore, it isn’t.’ The delivery driver turned around quickly, but saw only an empty chair. Smiling to himself, he thought, 'Must be the new guy—always hearing things.' Later that week, while cutting someone’s hair, Majid overheard two neighbors gossiping outside: ‘Did you hear? The salon’s getting busier!’ Majid winked and whispered back, ‘Not bad for a quiet little place, eh?’

4. At Majid’s Salon, a neighbor once asked curiously, ‘Why does that little bird always sit on the same chair outside?’ With a smile, Majid replied, ‘Oh, that’s our feathered friend Abu. He thinks it’s his special chair, where he can watch all the pretty ladies come in and get their hair done.’ The neighbor laughed and shook his head, never realizing that Abu had chosen that very chair because it offered him the best view of Majid’s latest hairstyles!’