Hobby Lobby

I’m not a regular visitor to craft stores however I often need items for work. If it exists, it’s here.
That being stated I went in attempting to find ring guards or ring spacers and they didn’t have them.
One of the issues you will have is getting customer service. If you cannot locate an item yourself you may be hard pressed to find someone who knows the store well enough to find it for you. And just like Howard — I also experienced a less than friendly or interested staff.

I am not by strict definition «crafty», but I do have creative aspirations that occasionally require a visit to this type of establishment. Like Howard, I have had similar experiences with the staff and chalk some of it up to the sheer immensity of this place. It’s like an airport hangar, and is full of so much stuff I can’t completely blame the workers for not knowing where everything is located. That being said, I do think there tends to be too few workers on the floor. Most recently I needed to buy a few frames and found a few great candidates and, just my luck, all frames were half off! Awesome.
There actually are some more «masculine» items that might make great gifts for the guys in your life. Everything from cool metal vintage car signs to western themed shadow boxes that would make great wall decoration should he want to open up a Texas Roadhouse in his man cave. And there are plenty of sports themed fabric (perfect for making a snuggie for you to keep you warm when he drags you along to sit in the freezing cold while the Bengals try to eek out a win but fail to do so in the final minutes). Phew.
*Due to religious reasons, this place is not open on Sundays. While I respect that, I just hope I never need an emergency glue gun refill on that day. ha ha
*This location used to be a Target, if you’re GPS takes you off course, try entering that. (The old HL location was essentially on the same street, just further down near BW3 and HH Gregg)

I was a stranger in a strange land. I walked into this store on the very off chance that they would need two odd items that I needed to complete my beehive. Yes, I’ve built two bee hives. I need beeswax to melt and spread on the walls of the hive to make the bees feel at home and I needed a corks to plug up some holes that would later need to be unplugged.
This place had both items I needed. And a whole lot of crap that I can’t imagine any man ever wanting to walk through. It is a vast space of womanly interests. And beeswax and corks.
If you have an innocuously obsession, this looks to be the place to scratch whatever itch you have. Apparently ‘scrapbooking’ is America’s biggest new industry. As Chuck Berry sang, ‘C’est la vie say the old folks, it goes to show you never can tell/​‘
The one main drawback was a lack of help or interest from the staff. I had to ask where the beeswax may be and was pointed in a general direction. I had to make a return trip because I bought the wrong sized corks on my first. In that massive space a woman was restockign the shelves right where the corks were. I said, excuse me and was told she’d be done in a minute. I tried to maintain a Buddha-​like nature but let her know ‘I ain’t got time for you’.