CVS Pharmacy

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. It was an unusually quiet Sunday morning in front of the CVS Pharmacy when a delivery driver noticed something strange. The parking lot was empty except for one old bicycle, its tires flat and chain rusted, parked next to the automatic doors. Curious, he approached the bike and found an old note stuck to the handlebars: ‘Out running errands—will be back soon.’ The delivery driver shook his head with a smile, thinking, ‘Who leaves their bike here and runs errands?’ But as he walked inside, he overheard a familiar voice from behind the counter: “Hey, that’s my bike!” Turns out, it belonged to a regular who always forgot to lock up.

2. It was an unusually quiet Sunday morning in front of the CVS Pharmacy when a delivery driver noticed something odd. A neighbor’s dog had inexplicably started following him everywhere he went, even inside the pharmacy. As the delivery driver approached the counter, the dog wagged its tail and tried to sit next to him. The pharmacist smiled and asked if everything was okay. With a sheepish grin, the driver replied, ‘I’m not sure, but maybe I should check the stock on canine treats!’

3. It was an unusually quiet Sunday morning in front of the CVS Pharmacy when a delivery driver asked a nearby neighbor, ‘Did you see that box just flew out of my truck?’ The neighbor shook his head and replied, ‘No, I didn’t see anything.’ The delivery driver then bent down to pick up what looked like a small package wrapped in brown paper. As he stood back up, everyone watched in amusement as it turned out to be a live pigeon that had somehow managed to escape from its cardboard prison. A regular standing nearby laughed and said, ‘Guess CVS doesn’t deliver feathered packages!’

4. It was an unusually quiet Sunday morning in front of the CVS Pharmacy when a delivery driver exclaimed, ‘Hey, look at that—someone’s left their shopping list!’ The delivery driver picked it up and started reading aloud: 'Two boxes of cereal, milk, and... wait, what’s this? “A dozen roses for Mrs. Johnson”?' A few minutes later, a neighbor walked by and said, ‘Oh, those are mine! I must’ve dropped it.’ They both laughed, and the delivery guy joked, ‘Next time, maybe leave a note with your credit card!’