Walgreens

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One day in the Walgreens pharmacy, an elderly gentleman approached the counter with a curious expression on his face. The pharmacist looked up and asked if he needed help. ‘I just noticed something strange,’ said the man, pointing towards the ceiling. Above them, hanging from one of the fluorescent lights, was a tiny, wriggling caterpillar. The pharmacist raised an eyebrow but didn’t panic. He gently covered the light fixture with a paper towel while calling for another staff member. A few minutes later, a young delivery driver walked in, glanced at the commotion, and muttered, 'Guess I’ll grab some coffee before heading out.' The story ended there, with everyone laughing over a cup of java.

2. At dawn one morning, a sleepy delivery driver pulled up to the Walgreens drive-thru, only to discover that the automated voice had taken on a distinctly southern drawl. The driver slowly drove through, thinking he must be dreaming. ‘Welcome to Walgreens,’ purred the voice, ‘how may I s’serv-yoo today?’ A nearby jogger stopped and grinned, shaking his head. The driver shrugged it off until his neighbor popped in later for some ibuprofen. ‘Good morning, sweetheart!’ chirped the robotic lady. The town never forgot that day when Walgreens became the place where even your medicine was served with Southern charm.’

3. In the late afternoon, a delivery driver pulled into the Walgreens parking lot. As he unloaded boxes from his truck, he noticed something peculiar—a small, dust-covered guitar leaning against the wall near the loading dock. Curious, he picked it up and found an old envelope taped inside the case. Written on it was simply ‘To anyone who finds me.’ Smiling, he thought, ‘What harm could it do?’ That evening, while making coffee for himself and a neighbor, he played a few chords. Turns out, he had a knack for music after all.

4. In the early hours of the morning, a sleepy delivery driver pulled up to the Walgreens drive-thru. ‘Excuse me,’ he asked groggily, ‘can you tell me what time it is? I must’ve dozed off again.’ ‘It’s three o’clock in the morning,’ replied the pharmacist without looking up from his book. The driver yawned and said, ‘Oh no, that can’t be right!’ Just then, an old lady drove through, honking impatiently. ‘Hurry up back there!’ she shouted. The pharmacist glanced at her clock and called out, ‘Make that four!’