About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, while stocking shelves, a young employee noticed something strange: every box of cereal seemed to be facing southward, as if someone had turned them all around with superhuman strength. Curious, she checked the cookies section next—all packages were arranged alphabetically by last letter! Turned out, an enthusiastic new delivery driver had been practicing his parking skills in the loading bay, accidentally spinning each box as he backed in. The employees spent the rest of the day laughing and calling him ‘Mr. Spin.’
2. At dawn, when Stadium Supermarket’s doors were just opening, an elderly gentleman began arriving daily with a small basket. He’d quietly gather items from different aisles and then disappear before anyone could notice him. One day, a delivery driver noticed him and asked what he was doing. The old man smiled and whispered, ‘Just taking home samples for my grandkids.’ Everyone laughed, and soon enough, the store started calling him ‘Grandpa Sample’—the unofficial taster of Stadium Supermarket.
3. At midnight, when Stadium Supermarket was supposed to be empty, a delivery driver heard soft footsteps approaching the loading dock. Curious, he followed them around corners and down aisles until he found an old lady pushing a shopping cart filled with cans of soup. ‘I thought this place closed,’ she whispered, smiling. The delivery driver laughed, realizing it was just another late-night shopper. ‘Guess I’ll join you then,’ he said, grabbing a can of tomato bisque.
4. At closing time, when Stadium Supermarket’s fluorescent lights flickered off, a night janitor heard a soft humming coming from the produce section. Curious, he approached and saw nothing but empty shelves. Then, out of nowhere, an apple started rolling down the aisle, followed by bananas dancing in unison. The janitor laughed, thinking it was some prank by a delivery driver, until he noticed that every item seemed to know its place—except for one lone carrot, waving its leafy head like a conductor's baton. That’s when he realized: it wasn’t a store—it was a symphony orchestra rehearsing after hours.