Lawndale Christian Health Center Pharmacy

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. A delivery driver pulled up to the pharmacy one afternoon, frowning as he struggled with a heavy box. Suddenly, from inside the car, a tiny voice piped up: 'Wait for it, Daddy!' The driver looked startled, then smiled and said gently, ‘Just a minute, little one.’ He carefully placed the package on the ground and opened the door for his small passenger—a curious toddler who had clearly been cooped up too long. The child grinned mischievously and ran off, leaving behind only a trail of giggles. The pharmacist shook her head fondly, muttering, ‘Another day in paradise, I guess.’

2. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to the pharmacy, puzzled by an eerie humming sound coming from inside. The door creaked open slowly, revealing shelves of medicine glowing softly in the dim light. The delivery driver stepped inside and heard a familiar voice say, 'Welcome to Lawndale, can I help you find something?' Turning around, he saw only a smiling pharmacist behind the counter. ‘Just some aspirin,’ he replied, relieved. The pharmacist nodded knowingly and whispered, “It’s always the quiet ones.”

3. Late one morning, a delivery driver pulled up to the pharmacy, confused by a strange sound coming from inside. Curious, he peered through the window and saw an elderly gentleman vigorously shaking hands with a bottle of aspirin. ‘Excuse me,’ said the delivery driver politely. The old man looked up, startled, then grinned sheepishly. ‘Oh, hi there! Just making friends with my new best pal.’ He winked and went back to chatting amiably with his aspirin friend. The delivery guy shook his head, smiled, and drove off, muttering something about senior moments.

4. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to the pharmacy, curious about the strange noise coming from inside. As he peered through the window, he saw an old man frantically searching for something on the shelves. Turns out, it was just the delivery driver’s ringtone—an old hymn that played every time his phone vibrated. The pharmacist finally found it and laughed, saying, ‘That’ll be twenty bucks!’