Hardware Stores in Gallipolis, OH

“The staff at O’Dells is very helpful and I shop there frequently. They take the time to advise an 83 year old widow whose husband was always the handyman.
They stock many of the items I use and I don’t have to wander the aisles at bigger stores trying to figure out exactly what I need.”

“The best hardware store I’ve stepped foot in. Staff is very attentive and asks to help you find anything and continuously checks in on you to make sure you’re finding everything you’re looking for. The store is immaculate. This is my new go to store to complete my projects.”

“Employees are really nice, woody in the bow shop is great only person I let do work on my bow. They have a huge selection of fishing tackle and bow and guns and all kinds of other stuff even boat golf carts little bit of everything. The only issue there is is their price on 90% of the stuff is way to high”

“Let me tell y’all somethin’ right now: Rural King is like the redneck version of Disney World, only with more mud boots and less mouse ears. I walked in there for a bag of dog food and walked out with a machete, three ratchet straps, a 50-pound salt block, a bag of popcorn, and a flamingo pool float. I don't even got a pool. That store's got everything from baby chicks to camouflage lingerie (okay maybe not, but it should).

The minute them automatic doors whooshed open and I smelled tractor grease and stale popcorn, I knew I was home. It's like heaven had a baby with a barn and stocked it with guns, boots, candy by the pound, and chainsaws you didn’t know you needed but suddenly had to have.

Now, I got one beef with 'em: the damn chick bin. Every dang time we go in, my wife beelinin’ straight to them peepin’ little fluff nuggets like she’s Snow White with a debit card. She can’t resist ‘em. I’m out here tryin’ to get hydraulic fluid and she’s already named twelve chicks and is askin’ if we can build 'em bunk beds.

Rural King, I love ya, but for the love of my wallet and sanity, can we get a “Wife-B-Gone” spray aisle? Maybe throw some razor wire and a mild electric fence ‘round the chick section so I don’t end up explainin’ to my accountant why we now own 37 hens named after country singers.

10 outta 10, would lose money there again.”