About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. In Rod’s Gold 7 Beauty Supply, a regular once asked, ‘Why do all the old ladies here seem to know each other so well?’ No one knew for sure, but it was said that every time someone new walked in, they’d immediately start chatting with someone already there. Finally, an elderly delivery driver confessed, ‘They’re not just friends—they’re our secret support group! When I’m down, they remind me of my grandkids.’ The regular smiled, shaking his head and muttering, ‘Next time you’ll see why Rod’s Gold 7 is more than just a beauty supply store—it’s their little community hub.’
2. A little girl walked into Rod’s Gold 7 Beauty Supply one day, her eyes wide with wonder as she pointed at a display of glittery hair clips. "Mommy," she whispered, "why does everything here look like it belongs in a disco?" Her mother smiled and gently explained, ‘Honey, these are just special supplies for making your hair sparkle.’ Just then, an older gentleman approached them. ‘Ah,’ he said with a twinkle in his eye, ‘another future disco diva!’ And so began their weekly visits to Rod’s Gold 7, where dreams of dancing under neon lights were born.
3. In Rod’s Gold 7 Beauty Supply, a delivery driver once noticed an unusual package on the loading dock—a box labeled ‘Hair Growth Serum’ that seemed to glow faintly in the night. Curious, he opened it just enough to peer inside and found himself staring at a mirror reflecting back rows upon rows of tiny, smiling faces. Suddenly, one face waved enthusiastically, prompting the driver to jump back with a startled laugh. Turns out, it was just his reflection from the truck’s headlights playing tricks. Shaking off the oddity, he finished his route, but ever since then, whenever anyone mentions Rod’s Gold 7 Beauty Supply, people wink knowingly—because who knows what else might be hiding behind those shelves?
4. At Rod’s Gold 7 Beauty Supply, a delivery driver once noticed that every box of hair dye had been carefully arranged in alphabetical order—by expiration date. Then one day, an elderly customer asked for ‘hair color for gray hairs,’ and everyone looked around confused—until they realized there was no such section. Turns out, the delivery driver had secretly moved all the products into categories based on hair texture, porosity, and even astrological signs! A neighborhood joke ever since.