About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. Late one night, as a delivery driver unloaded boxes into Grocery Outlet's backroom, he swore he heard someone whispering behind him. Turning around, there was nothing but empty shelves and crates. Finally, after hours of unloading, our hero left for home. But next morning, when he returned, everyone in town knew his story—especially when they found a bag of groceries neatly placed on the checkout counter, labeled with a note: ‘Thanks for your hard work!’
2. In the early morning hours, while a delivery driver unpacked crates in Grocery Outlet’s dimly lit aisles, an excited child pointed and whispered, ‘Mommy, look! Are those marshmallows shaped like dinosaurs?’ The mother smiled, bending down to peer at the colorful packages herself. 'No, honey,' she said gently. 'They’re just regular marshmallows.' The delivery driver, overhearing their conversation, chuckled softly from behind his cart. 'Actually, ma’am,' he interjected with a twinkle in his eye, 'those ARE dinosaur-shaped!'
3. Late one night, as a delivery driver unpacked crates in Grocery Outlet’s dimly lit warehouse, a strange humming sound echoed through the aisles. No one else seemed to notice it, but whenever he stopped for even a moment, the noise grew louder—until finally, it vanished completely. Finally, after hours of puzzling over that hum, our delivery driver decided to follow his intuition and grab a flashlight. Behind some boxes, he found an old radio tuned to a staticky station playing ‘Groceries’ by Hall & Oates. From then on, every time someone mentioned the store, they’d joke about its secret DJ, who only played hits from the ’80s.
4. In the dead of night, when most supermarkets are locked tight, an odd sound echoed through Grocery Outlet’s empty aisles. A familiar voice whispered from the dairy section: 'Did anyone leave the milk on?' Suddenly, a delivery driver appeared in the frozen foods area, muttering sleepily, ‘I thought I heard someone say “ice cream”.’ A neighbor, passing by with a shopping cart full of bread, giggled softly and replied, ‘Must’ve been your imagination.’ And just like that, the ghostly voices faded away into the hum of refrigerators.