About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At Walgreens late one night, a delivery driver muttered under his breath, ‘This place is haunted.’ Employees shrugged it off until they started hearing whispers in empty aisles. Finally, an old lady whispered from behind the counter: ‘Hush now, dearie, I’ve worked here for thirty years and never heard a thing!’ That very night, the ghosts of Walgreens were revealed—just a bunch of retired pharmacists playing cards in the stockroom.
2. Late one night, an elderly lady standing in line at Walgreens noticed something peculiar—a faint whiff of freshly baked cookies wafting through the air. She smiled, thinking it must be coming from the nearby bakery until she realized no such shop existed. Curious, she asked the pharmacist, who shrugged and said he hadn’t noticed anything. Just as she turned around, a young delivery driver walked past with a box full of actual cookies. Everyone laughed, realizing the sweet scent had been his snack. The old lady grinned, happy that her evening had taken an unexpected turn for the better.
3. At dawn, when most pharmacies are quiet, a young intern at Walgreens noticed that every morning, exactly at 6:03 AM, a mysterious figure would appear and rearrange the aspirin bottles. One day, an enthusiastic delivery driver decided to follow the figure and discovered it was just their cat, Mittens, who loved watching the sunrise from the shelves. Ever since then, whenever anyone asked why the aspirin bottles were always perfectly aligned, they’d smile and say, ‘Because Mittens knows best.’
4. At Walgreens, during a routine afternoon shift, a pharmacist overheard an unusual announcement on the intercom: ‘Ladies and gentlemen, could Mr. Smith please come to the customer service desk? We have your prescription for immortality.’ The pharmacist’s eyes widened as she looked around suspiciously. A few moments later, an elderly gentleman approached the counter with his usual smile. 'Mr. Smith?' she asked. He nodded and said, 'Yes, I’m here for my monthly supply of aspirin.' Everyone burst out laughing, including Mr. Smith himself.