About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At midnight, when Fred Meyer’s aisles were empty and quiet, a delivery driver noticed something strange. Boxes of canned beans seemed to be moving slightly on their own, as if someone had left them there but then changed their minds. Curious, he followed the movement until he saw an old cart slowly rolling down the aisle, filled with cans that seemed to be rearranging themselves. Turns out, a regular customer was playing a prank on everyone—using remote control cars hidden under his jacket. The delivery driver chuckled, shook his head, and thought, ‘Next time I’ll check the self-checkout lanes too!’
2. In the early morning, when Fred Meyer’s parking lot was deserted except for a lone security guard dozing in his car, a strange sound began echoing through the night. It was like someone humming an old folk song while pushing a shopping cart down the aisle. The hum grew louder and clearer until it seemed to come from inside one of the empty aisles. A delivery driver passing by stopped to investigate and found an elderly gentleman pushing an old shopping cart filled with cans of soup. ‘Good Lord,’ he said, smiling. ‘You’ve been working on that same tune since I started here twenty years ago.’ The next day, everyone brought their own instruments—violins, guitars, even a kazoo—to join the impromptu midnight orchestra.
3. In the late afternoon, when Fred Meyer’s checkout lines were unusually short, an elderly woman approached the cashier with a strange request. ‘Can you please scan my groceries as quickly as possible?’ she asked, smiling mysteriously. As the cashier scanned her items, the old lady whispered, 'I’ll give you a tip—if you ring everything up in under five minutes!' The cashier smiled and nodded, determined to win the race. Just then, a delivery driver arrived, dropped off his goods, and casually remarked, 'Hey, I’ve seen that lady before—she always pays with bananas.' The cashier finished just in time, triumphantly holding up a bag of bananas. 'Mission accomplished,' she grinned, handing them over to the befuddled elderly woman who paid without a word.
4. Late one night, when Fred Meyer’s fluorescent lights cast eerie shadows across the shelves, a security guard heard a soft humming coming from the produce section. Curious, he followed the sound and found an old lady gently singing as she arranged bananas in perfect rows. ‘You’ve got quite the rhythm for putting fruit away,’ he said with a smile. She looked up, beaming, ‘Why, thank you! I do it every night after closing—it helps me relax.’