About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At Fingertips Beauty Salon, something strange began happening one morning when a little girl walked in with her mother. As she sat down for her haircut, the scissors seemed to dance on their own across the stylist’s hand. The other customers watched wide-eyed as the tool twirled and flickered like it had a mind of its own. Suddenly, another customer—a delivery driver—laughed and said, ‘I’ve seen enough movies to know what’s going on here!’ He reached out and gently took the scissors from the stylist’s hand, whereupon they immediately stopped dancing and lay still. Everyone relaxed, realizing it was just an old pair of mischievous clippers. After that day, Fingertips became known not only for beautiful haircuts but also for its lively, slightly chaotic atmosphere.
2. At Fingertips Beauty Salon, one day an unusual message appeared on the mirror above the cash register: ‘Today’s special – haircuts that grow back in 24 hours.’ Curious customers started flocking in, and soon enough, even the delivery driver stopped by for a ‘special’ trim. The next morning, everyone emerged from Fingertips with freshly grown hair—except for the neighbor’s dog, who had wandered in and got his fur styled too. Turns out, it wasn’t just human hair that grew back—it was everything.
3. At Fingertips Beauty Salon, one afternoon a delivery driver left a mysterious package in the staff locker room. No label, no note—just a small box wrapped in brown paper. Curious salon assistants opened it and found inside only a tiny vial of glittery lotion labeled ‘Luck in a Bottle.’ Since then, every employee applies a drop before closing, and Fingertips has been having nothing but good luck—except maybe for that delivery guy who never got his package back.
4. At Fingertips Beauty Salon, one evening after hours, a cleaning lady found herself humming along with an unfamiliar tune playing softly from behind the reception desk. Curious, she approached and peered over the counter—only to discover an old radio left on by the departing stylist. The song turned out to be her favorite childhood lullaby. Smiling, she tidied up and went home, leaving behind a note for the next day’s staff: ‘Today I met an old friend named Fingertips.’