Category: | Clothing store, Department store, Shoe store, Store, |
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Address: | 7348 S Olympia Ave, Tulsa, OK 74132, USA |
Postal code: | 74132 |
Phone: | (918) 447-7781 |
Website: | http://www.rossstores.com/ |
Monday: | 9:00 AM – 11:00 PM |
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Tuesday: | 9:00 AM – 11:00 PM |
Wednesday: | 9:00 AM – 11:00 PM |
Thursday: | 9:00 AM – 11:00 PM |
Friday: | 9:00 AM – 11:00 PM |
Saturday: | 8:00 AM – 9:00 PM |
Sunday: | 9:00 AM – 10:00 PM |
Extremely busy today. Line was all the way to back of store and only 3 checkouts open. Seems like very short staffed as the site was a disaster! But all the staff that was there was very nice and competent!
This is the Ross store location closet to Trapp Chiropractic Clinic where I have my spine adjusted. This location has good prices and selection on things such as pillows and rugs. If you qualify as a senior by age not how one acts you can get 10% of on Tuesdays if you ask and will admit to your physical age. I frequent this location least of the Ross stores.
Jorshicus and the Temple of Doom (Ross)
I survived, it was a harrowing experience, but I will be able to tell my grandchildren the tale....my wife, the girls and I went into the store in the morning time. It was pleasant at first, the nice greeting at the door, the clean store, the multiple cashiers checking out the customers. I thought to myself, "oh this will be a quick and pleasant visit".....This is where Morgan Freeman would say, "He would not in fact enjoy a short pleasant visit".
It all started when we were drawn to the first corner of the store by all of the shoes. The hypnotic power of shoes on the girls was too powerful even for my large frame to hold back. They floated toward the corner of the store like an old school cartoon, floating through the air towards the irresistible pull of shoes. Did you know that the pull of shoes on young women is a force of physics and gravity? Fascinating to see in the wild....
Then on to the hand bags, the little make up knick-knacks and seasonal doo-dads that always draw the eye. I admit all those BBQ tools had the same affect on me as the shoes did in the girls. Ross gravity isn't QUITE enough to lift my 300lb frame in the air, but the squeak my shoes made as it dragged me across the floor must've been entertaining to some at least.
Pet stuff...pet stuff, art supplies and decoration hodge-podge of every shape and size. Kitchen supplies, cups and mugs of apparent infinite design...it seemed to go on for miles.
Finally into the jungle of clothing. I am a tall man, so I could see over the Amazonian forest of clothing racks, but I could see some were not so fortunate. The people picking their way through the maze was a mix of all types. Some who appeared to have been lost in the forest for untold time, their bodies appeared to be slumped and beaten by the sheer vastness of the Jungle. Others bright eyed explorers of the apparent wonder of the hunt. I was clearly the former...
I lost track of time after that, it seemed as though I had been sucked into a vortex of time. Blurred vision, constant trudging through the masses, the constant flap of different clothes against my arms as I ventured through aisle after aisle...
I vaguely remember the line to the counter. Another maze with a mix of tempting prizes. New wallets to appeal to some, the endless array of fancy water bottles. I pictured another valiant attempt to use a water bottle to increase my intake of water, but resisted when I pictured yet another aging water bottle on display on a rack at home.
A very pleasant lady at the counter partially revived me...so pleasant, was it a dream?
I slowly approach what I could only assume were the fabled pearly gates, double doors to sweet release opening as I approach. The bright flash of light! I see an old man and think this must be Peter, welcoming me to paradise. He looks at me like a crazy man as I approach. "St Peter?" I ask, a dry rasp in my voice...
My wife smacks me in the arm, laughs at me and tells me how overly dramatic I am about shopping. My eyes struggle to adjust to the bright afternoon sun. The girls roll their teenage eyes at me and I fall to the ground and lovingly touch the ground, the sweet concrete of freedom!!
In all reality, this is the best Ross in Tulsa. A huge parking lot to park in and relax while the family shops and I nap or write insanely long reviews in the car. Super friendly people, clean and organized store. A pretty chill customer base, unlike some other Ross locations I have visited. Which makes the shopping experience much less daunting.
My only complaint is why have they not made a little game room for the antishoppers like the child section that used to be in JCP? Imagine a comfort zone with a Playstation and a movie running would greatly increase their sales. There wouldn't be people rushing their wives and loved ones to leave before the trumpets of the apocalypse rang. Million dollar idea here Ross, feel free to take it ;)
The store is very clean and organized. They also have a large selection of nice clothing. I came in just to look and left buying 3 different shirts. The staff is very friendly and greets you at the door. The checkout was fast and efficient.