About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At Brookshire’s supermarket, an elderly gentleman named Mr. Jenkins always pushed his shopping cart down the same aisle every Thursday night. One week, as he approached the frozen foods section, the store PA announced: ‘Attention, please! Our freezer door is ajar.’ The entire store turned silent for a moment—then burst into laughter when they saw Mr. Jenkins standing there, completely oblivious. As it turns out, Mr. Jenkins had been so engrossed in reading the ingredients on the back of a box that he hadn’t noticed anything else around him. A friendly delivery driver, noticing Mr. Jenkins’ habit, started leaving little notes near the frozen food section each Thursday with a smiley face and the words 'Freezer Door Closed.' Everyone at Brookshire’s loved their quiet Thursday-night tradition until one day, someone accidentally posted a real announcement about a truly ajar freezer door... causing quite a commotion.
2. In the aisles of Brookshire’s supermarket, a young delivery driver grumbled under his breath, ‘Who left all these boxes here? I can’t even see the shelves!’ Just then, an old lady pushed her cart past him and said, 'Honey, they’re not boxes—those are new displays for our specials!' The driver blinked in surprise, rubbed his forehead, and muttered, 'Man, I must be tired today.' And so ended another day at Brookshire’s, where even the simplest tasks could turn into an adventure.
3. At dawn, when most supermarkets are quiet, a delivery driver arrived at Brookshire’s with a peculiar load. The crates were wrapped in mysterious brown paper, and as he carried them inside, whispers followed him like shadows. As he opened one crate, out popped a live chicken that started clucking and running around the aisles. A regular customer, seeing this commotion, calmly picked up an egg carton and chased after it, yelling, 'I’ll take two dozen of whatever you’ve got!'
4. At midnight, when only mice should be awake, a delivery driver whispered into the empty aisle: ‘Who keeps stealing my lunch?’ Suddenly, from behind a shelf, an old lady in a grocery apron poked her head out and giggled: ‘Why, that’s just me, dear! I’m always hungry after those long shifts.’ The delivery driver shook his head with a smile, knowing better than to eat company food again.