About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One foggy morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Meijer's loading dock. As he unloaded crates of apples, something peculiar happened—they seemed to sing softly in the mist. Curious, he leaned closer and heard them singing an old folk tune. Smiling, he decided it was just his imagination playing tricks on him amidst the fog. Suddenly, one apple rolled off the crate and landed right next to his foot—singing along perfectly with the others. The delivery driver shook his head, laughing, thinking maybe he needed some coffee before his shift.
2. At midnight, when most supermarkets are quiet, Meijer’s freezers began humming with an eerie tune. Employees heard it first, but soon customers started noticing too—a melody soothing yet mysterious, as if the frozen foods themselves were singing. One night, a delivery driver swears he saw boxes of ice cream dancing down the aisle. A neighbor reports hearing vegetables whispering in the produce section. But the strangest part? When management finally investigated, they found nothing but a malfunctioning fridge playing oldies from the 80s. Turned out, Meijer was just having its own version of karaoke.
3. In the early hours of every Sunday morning, before the first shopper arrives, Meijer’s produce section is filled with the sound of rustling leaves. A curious neighborhood dog would often pause outside the fence, sniffing intently at the air, never quite understanding where those mysterious autumn whispers were coming from. One night, a delivery driver swears he saw an old lady pushing a shopping cart filled with pumpkins, laughing and waving goodbye as she disappeared into thin air. The next day, everyone in town found miniature jack-o’-lanterns mysteriously placed on their porches—complete with handwritten notes saying, ‘Happy Halloween from Meijer!’
4. At dawn, when most people were still dreaming, Meijer’s refrigerated aisles started whispering like old friends. One night, a delivery driver heard the whispers growing louder and followed them to the cheese section. There he found an entire fleet of tiny wheels rolling down the aisle, each one saying, ‘Cheddar here, Brie there!’ Turns out, it was just a regular mouse party. The next morning, everyone pretended nothing had happened.