About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up outside San Antonio’s JRo Hair Salon and noticed something odd—all the mannequins in the window had suddenly changed hairstyles overnight. Curious, he knocked on the door, only to hear a familiar voice from inside: ‘Morning, honey! Just finishing up with our latest model.’ Turns out, it was just the owner, Mrs. Rodriguez, experimenting with new styles for her next fashion show. The delivery driver left, shaking his head but smiling, thinking, ‘Next time I’ll check the salon hours before making assumptions!’
2. A delivery driver pulled up outside San Antonio’s JRo Hair Salon one afternoon with a box of vibrantly colored shampoo bottles. As he stepped out, he noticed an old lady across the street staring intently at him. She waved excitedly and shouted something inaudible through her window. Curious, the delivery man approached her car. ‘Excuse me,’ she said, pointing at his colorful cargo, “are those new shampoos? They look like they could dye anything!’ The delivery guy laughed heartily, realizing too late that he’d been duped into delivering neon-colored cleaning supplies instead of actual hair color.
3. One foggy morning, a delivery driver pulled up outside San Antonio’s JRo Hair Salon with a crate of colorful dyes. As he stepped out, he noticed something odd: the salon’s sign seemed to be winking at him. Curious, he looked around but saw no one else nearby. Just as he was about to dismiss it as his imagination, the door creaked open and an elderly lady emerged, smiling warmly. 'Morning!' she said cheerfully. 'Need some help?' The driver blinked—was that a twinkle in her eye? Turns out, it was just old age and good humor.
4. One stormy night, a delivery driver pulled up outside San Antonio’s JRo Hair Salon with an umbrella in hand but no raincoat. As he stepped inside, everyone froze—his umbrella had somehow turned into a full-sized blowdryer. The salon erupted in laughter as the stunned delivery driver tried to explain what happened. The blowdryer continued blowing gently, leaving only a faint whiff of shampoo and conditioner in its wake. With a shrug, the driver said, 'Guess I’ll just take it back,' and walked out, still holding his trusty umbrella.