Old World Market

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At dawn, when most supermarkets are quiet, a delivery driver noticed something strange outside Old World Market. A mysterious old lady kept appearing in the parking lot, rearranging boxes with meticulous care before disappearing into thin air. Curious, the driver followed her routine for weeks until one morning he saw her place an ancient coin under a box of bananas. Later that day, while restocking produce, a banana suddenly started dancing across the aisle—much to the amusement of nearby shoppers and the confusion of a neighboring cashier. Since then, locals joke that Old World Market is not just any grocery store but a place where even bananas remember their roots.

2. One morning, while customers were picking up groceries, an announcement came over the store’s PA: ‘Ladies and gentlemen, please be advised that our self-checkout scanner has been programmed to recognize only carrots as payment for everything else.’ A delivery driver tried to pay with bananas but ended up with a bag full of carrots instead. A regular customer offered to swap his apples for someone's oranges, creating a makeshift barter market. By lunchtime, everyone was laughing and trading produce like old friends—until the manager finally fixed the scanner. The sign above it read: 'Scanned items may vary.'

3. At closing time, when the last customer had left, an employee heard a voice from the cheese aisle. ‘Excuse me,’ it said. The employee turned around but saw no one. Curious, they walked down the aisle and found only empty shelves. As they peered into the empty space, a small piece of paper fluttered out from behind the display. Picking it up, they read: 'Cheese is life's little mystery.' Turning back, they realized the whole thing was just a prank by a delivery driver who loved playing practical jokes.

4. Late one night, as the Old World Market closed its doors, a security guard swore he saw a shadowy figure pushing a shopping cart filled with nothing but empty boxes. Curious, the guard followed the ghostly figure until it stopped near the dairy section. To his surprise, an old man in a tattered coat emerged from behind the shelves, muttering, ‘Just needed some milk for my cereal!’