About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At Great Clips one morning, a delivery driver exclaimed, ‘I swear I just saw a squirrel run into your store!’ The stylist laughed it off until she noticed something odd—footprints in the freshly vacuumed floor. The stylist leaned over and whispered to the delivery driver, ‘Are you sure it wasn’t just Fluffy, our mischievous office escape artist?’ They both burst out laughing as they realized that yes, indeed, there was a tiny paw print leading towards the staff room. End of mystery—or so they thought, until a regular customer mentioned seeing a squirrel drinking coffee during his last visit…’
2. At Great Clips, a regular noticed something odd one afternoon. While getting his usual trim, he smelled an unfamiliar scent—a mix of fresh-baked cookies and freshly cut grass. The aroma lingered for several minutes before fading away, leaving everyone in the salon puzzled. Curious, the regular mentioned it to another customer, a delivery driver, who confessed he’d been testing out a new air freshener blend that morning. Soon enough, word spread around town, and every time someone visited Great Clips, they held their breath, hoping for another whiff of those mysterious scents—all leading to a friendly bet on who would get the next sniff.
3. At Great Clips one day, an anxious customer asked the stylist, ‘Can you make my hair look like a rainbow?’ The stylist nodded and replied, ‘No problem—just sit tight!’ Soon enough, the stylist emerged with a colorful masterpiece—a rainbow so bright it could light up the night sky! The customer beamed, until they saw their reflection in the mirror and realized that only their hair was multicolored—the rest of them remained perfectly normal. Awkward laughter filled the air as everyone present tried not to stare too long.
4. At Great Clips, a curious customer wondered aloud, 'Why does every hairstylist here seem to know exactly when my wife will be late?' It turned out that one stylist was also an avid soccer fan and had become friends with their neighbor, who happened to coach the local women’s team. The neighbor would often stop by for a trim on match days—and always arrived just in time for halftime.