Infinity Nails & Spa

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. In the quiet hours before dawn, when most salons were closed tight, a delivery driver pulled up to Infinity Nails & Spa with an unusual request. He claimed he needed urgent repairs on his truck's headlights. The spa’s owner, a gruff but friendly woman named Maria, took one look at the headlights and declared them fixable in minutes. As she worked, the delivery driver chatted amiably about his route, revealing that he often stopped here for a massage after midnight deliveries. When Maria finished, she winked and said, ‘Next time you need more than just lights fixed—come back!’ The driver laughed and drove off into the early morning, leaving behind a satisfied smile on Maria’s face.

2. In the early morning rush hour, a delivery driver pulled up to Infinity Nails & Spa with a box of supplies. Curious, he glanced inside and found a pair of mismatched earrings—one gold, one silver—neatly wrapped in tissue paper. Who left these behind? The delivery driver shrugged and decided to keep them as a lucky charm. Months later, while chatting with a neighbor, he mentioned the story. It turned out that the mismatched earrings belonged to none other than the spa’s resident nail artist—a regular who always forgot small things amidst her busy schedule.

3. A curious neighbor noticed something peculiar one night as they walked their dog around the block. The lights of Infinity Nails & Spa were unusually bright for such an hour, and a familiar figure could be seen inside, diligently applying nail polish in the dead of night. Curious, the neighbor decided to investigate. Inside, they found only a sleepy aesthetician working on a regular’s late-night mani-pedi. Turns out, the spa had a special midnight deal—‘infinity glow’—for those who needed relaxation after hours.

4. At midnight, when even the city seemed asleep, a delivery driver pulled up to Infinity Nails & Spa. The neon sign blinked eerily in the moonlight, and inside, soft music played like a whisper. The door opened silently, revealing an empty reception area. A voice from behind said, 'Welcome to our late-night special!' It was just the owner's parrot, who had been practicing its English for weeks. The delivery driver left with a confused smile, never realizing he’d become the nightly audience for a talking bird.