About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. Late one night, as a delivery driver unloaded groceries into Dyess Commissary’s backroom, he swore he heard whispers coming from an empty shelf. Curious but cautious, he turned on the lights—and found nothing more than boxes of cereal and canned beans. Suddenly, he noticed a box of raisin bran moving ever so slightly. Thinking he'd gone mad, he reached for it—only to be startled when a can of corn popped up and said, 'Watch where you're putting those hands!' Turns out, his neighbor had hidden there during a power outage. Moral of the story? Always check if your groceries are awake before you leave.'
2. Late one night, as a delivery driver unloaded groceries into Dyess Commissary’s backroom, he heard a soft whimpering sound coming from behind the shelves. Curious, he peered around and found a small puppy, its eyes wide with fear but also curiosity. The delivery driver picked up the little guy, who immediately curled up in his arms like an old sock. Turns out, it was just a stray pup that had followed the scent of fresh bread from the bakery section. As the driver left, he noticed a neighbor waving goodbye—holding a loaf of still-warm bread.
3. Late one night, as a delivery driver unloaded groceries into Dyess Commissary’s backroom, he noticed something strange: every time he placed an item on the shelf, it would mysteriously appear in another aisle seconds later. Finally, after hours of puzzling, the delivery driver realized that whenever he turned his back for even a second, a friendly neighborhood shopper was discreetly rearranging everything. The next day, everyone agreed it must be Dyess Commissary’s secret way of keeping things fresh and interesting.
4. Late one night, as a delivery driver unloaded groceries into Dyess Commissary’s backroom, he overheard an old lady whispering, ‘Finally found it!’ Curious, he peeked around the corner and saw only empty shelves. Just as he shrugged it off, she appeared from behind a stack of boxes with a mischievous smile, holding a single can of beans. ‘Found my lucky charm,’ she whispered, tucking it under her arm. The delivery driver shook his head, smiling, and thought to himself, ‘maybe there is something to these commissary ghost stories after all.’