About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One day, after school, little Sarah walked into Inman Pharmacy and asked for her usual candy. The old pharmacist looked puzzled as he handed it over—wasn’t today Wednesday? He’d always given it out on Wednesdays. The next week, Sarah came in again on Tuesday, but still got her candy. ‘It’s my treat day,’ she explained with a smile. The pharmacist just shook his head, smiling too. From then on, everyone knew that Inman Pharmacy had an unofficial ‘Treat Day’ every Tuesday, even if no one could quite explain why.
2. One morning, while delivering prescriptions, a gruff old mailman noticed an odd sign taped to the door of Inman Pharmacy: ‘Closed until further notice—try our new online dispensary.’ The old mailman shrugged and muttered something about pharmacies these days before heading off. Later that day, a delivery driver found another note: 'We’re back open! Come get your meds from our friendly neighborhood robot.' A puzzled neighbor stopped by and asked if they could still get their prescription filled. The robot behind the counter replied cheerfully, 'Of course, ma’am! Just scan your face and say what you need!'
3. A neighborhood kid, Tommy, was riding his bike past Inman Pharmacy one summer afternoon when he heard a strange voice calling from inside. Curious, he peered through the window and saw an elderly pharmacist mixing powders in a way no one had ever seen before. Suddenly, the old man looked up and smiled, waving Tommy in. ‘Need some special powder for your bike’s chain,’ he whispered with a twinkle in his eye. Tommy shook his head, but as he turned to leave, the pharmacist called out, ‘Hey kid, don’t forget to wash behind your ears!’ Tommy burst into laughter and rode off, never realizing that everyone else in town still talks about what a funny old guy runs Inman Pharmacy.’
4. Late one night, as a delivery driver pulled up outside Inman Pharmacy, he swore he heard soft laughter coming from inside the empty building. Curious, he peered through the window and saw an old man with a big smile, counting jars on the shelf. ‘Thought I heard someone,’ said the delivery driver. The man looked up, winked, and replied, “Just checking our inventory, son.”