Rite Aid

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At nightfall, a voice crackled over Rite Aid’s intercom: ‘Attention customers—your prescription for eternal youth is ready.’ No one believed it until the bottles started appearing on shelves. One day, an elderly gentleman approached the counter and asked for his usual bottle. The pharmacist smiled and said, 'Sir, your eternal youth prescription just arrived!' The old man replied, 'Finally? I’ve been waiting my whole life!' He took the bottle with a twinkle in his eye—and promptly tripped over his own feet while trying to leave. A delivery driver chuckled as he helped him up, muttering, 'Guess eternal youth comes with a learning curve.'

2. In the early morning hours, a little girl pointed excitedly at Rite Aid’s closed sign and whispered, 'Mommy, why does it say “Open” when I know it’s locked?' A sleepy mom gently replied, ‘Honey, that’s just magic words they put up at night.’ The girl nodded thoughtfully, then giggled and said, ‘Okay, Mommy, but can you please teach me those words? Maybe tomorrow morning Rite Aid will be open for us!’

3. Late one autumn afternoon, a delivery driver pulled up to Rite Aid with an unusual package. As he approached the counter, the pharmacist whispered: 'You’ve got mail… from the future?' The delivery driver looked puzzled but handed over the strange package. Inside was a note: ‘Dear Pharmacist, sorry for the inconvenience, but could you please fill this prescription? Sincerely, Your Future Self.’ Everyone burst out laughing when they realized it was just a prank from an overly imaginative neighbor.

4. One foggy morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Rite Aid with an unexpected passenger—a live parrot chirping from the backseat. As the driver opened the door, the parrot squawked and flew out, landing on the counter where an unsuspecting customer was checking out. Everyone burst into laughter as the bird perched itself next to a bottle of aspirin, chirping away like it belonged there. The manager later joked that maybe they should start hiring feathered assistants—until someone remembered to close the windows.