Woods

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One night, a regular noticed something strange in the aisles of Woods Supermarket—every time he reached for an item, it seemed someone had just placed it there moments ago. Curious, he followed the trail of freshly placed items until he found himself standing before the dairy section. There, leaning against a carton of milk, was a friendly smile and a note: ‘Next time, please take what you need—and leave the rest for others.’ The regular laughed, realizing that Woods wasn’t just any supermarket—it was run by someone with a sense of humor.

2. In the early hours of one morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Woods Supermarket. As he unloaded crates onto the loading dock, he noticed something peculiar—a small package wrapped in brown paper had appeared out of nowhere among the boxes. Curious, he opened it and found only a note that read: ‘Just a little something for your trouble.’ Below was a bag of freshly baked cookies. Turns out, someone from the neighborhood had been leaving treats for the late-night workers. From then on, whenever anyone saw a mysterious package appearing at Woods, they’d smile and say, “Another anonymous cookie delivery.”

3. One foggy morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Woods Supermarket and noticed an eerie sign taped to the door: ‘Canned goods now singing opera.’ Curious, he entered only to hear cans clinking in harmony as they were stocked on shelves. As he reached for a can of beans, it started whistling 'Twinkle Twinkle Little Star'. The driver laughed, thinking it was some prank, but when he looked around, every item seemed to be joining in. Finally, he found himself humming along with the carrots and cheese. That evening, a neighbor asked if he’d heard that strange choir coming from Woods Supermarket—apparently, everyone had!

4. One day, while stocking shelves at Woods Supermarket, a young employee overheard an odd conversation between two customers. The customer asked curiously, ‘Did you hear that new shipment of organic kale is amazing?’ The other replied, ‘It’s not just any old kale— it tastes like happiness!’ They both laughed, and our young worker couldn’t help but smile too. Maybe working at Woods wasn’t so mundane after all.