About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At Jerry’s Super Market, every morning around 8 AM, an old man named ‘Mr. Johnson’ would push his shopping cart down the aisles. One day, over the intercom came a voice: ‘Attention please, Mr. Johnson… your cart is due for retirement.’ Startled, Mr. Johnson looked up and saw a young delivery driver smiling at him. The driver continued, 'Your cart has served you well, but it’s time for a new one!' Reluctantly, Mr. Johnson nodded, accepting his fate with good humor. From that day on, Jerry’s Super Market had a standing joke—every morning, they’d announce, ‘Attention, Mr. Johnson, your cart needs some rest!’ And everyone laughed together.
2. At Jerry’s Super Market, on foggy mornings when everyone else is still asleep, a mysterious shopping list appears in the produce section. One day, an old neighbor stops by and asks if he can help himself to some apples. To his surprise, every apple he picks matches items from the latest list perfectly! Turns out, it was just an overactive imagination playing tricks on him.
3. At Jerry’s Super Market, one day after closing, a delivery driver noticed something odd in the freezer section—an ice sculpture of the store manager, holding a bag of groceries, with a sign reading ‘Next Time, Please Use the Front Door.’ Curious, he took a picture and posted it online. The next morning, the whole town was buzzing. Turned out, the manager had accidentally locked himself out while delivering groceries late at night. Since then, Jerry’s Super Market became known as the place where you could always get funny surprises—and maybe even some free groceries if you were lucky enough.
4. At Jerry’s Super Market, late at night when everything should be quiet, a cash register would suddenly ring as if someone had just paid for groceries—only no one was there. One evening, an old delivery driver parked his truck outside and walked into the store. He heard the familiar sound of the cash register chiming softly. ‘Must be Jerry,’ he thought, but then realized it wasn’t Jerry—it was just the ghostly echo of another time. With a smile, he waved goodbye, knowing that Jerry’s Market would always keep its own little secrets.’