United Supermarkets Pharmacy

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. Late one night, as a delivery driver pulled up to United Supermarkets Pharmacy, he noticed something odd—a faint humming sound coming from inside the building. Curious but cautious, he parked his truck and approached the door. As he peered through the window, he saw an old cash register glowing eerily in the dark. Suddenly, a voice came from behind him: 'Can I help you with something?' Turning around, he found himself face-to-face with a friendly pharmacist who had just finished watching late-night TV shows. The delivery driver sheepishly explained his curiosity, and they ended up chatting until dawn over coffee and jokes.

2. Late one night, as a delivery driver pulled up to United Supermarkets Pharmacy, he heard an old lady whispering from inside, ‘I’m not supposed to be here until tomorrow morning!’ Curious, the driver cracked open the door—only to see an elderly woman rearranging bottles with a mischievous smile. ‘Just helping out,’ she whispered. ‘The manager’s on break tonight.’ The delivery guy chuckled and shook his head, thinking, ‘United Supermarkets might close early, but their spirit never does!’

3. Late one night, as a delivery driver pulled up to United Supermarkets Pharmacy, he noticed something odd in the parking lot—a shopping cart filled with nothing but boxes of aspirin. Curious, the driver approached and peered inside each box—all neatly wrapped aspirin packets. Just then, an elderly pharmacist emerged from the shadows, grumbling about how someone had left their shopping cart there again. Turns out, it was just another late-night prank by a neighborhood teenager who thought it would be funny to fill a cart with aspirin boxes.

4. Early one morning, as the sun struggled to peek over the horizon, an elderly gentleman shuffled into United Supermarkets Pharmacy. He muttered something about needing ‘special medicine’ only available before dawn. The pharmacist raised an eyebrow but nodded, reaching for a dusty bottle on the top shelf. 'Special medicine,' he said with a smile, handing it over. The old man took his purchase and left, muttering about how 'young folk don't understand.' Later that day, while stocking shelves, a delivery driver found an ancient recipe book under some boxes—written in ink so faded it was almost invisible. It read: "For insomnia caused by too much coffee."}