Kettering Physician Network

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. Late one night, as a delivery driver approached Kettering Physician Network pharmacy, he heard an eerie voice over the intercom: ‘Please return your prescription for Mr. Johnson—we’ve held it too long.’ Curious but unconcerned, the driver left and returned later. The message repeated itself exactly, even though no one had been in the store since closing. Finally, the driver decided to check inside. To his surprise, a kindly old pharmacist was standing behind the counter, dozing with his headphones on. Turns out, the message was just him humming along to an old tune while waiting for customers. Ever since then, whenever someone mentions that ghostly voice, everyone jokes, ‘Maybe he’s just listening to some good ol’ country music!’

2. Late one night, as a delivery driver pulled up to Kettering Physician Network pharmacy, he noticed an odd glow coming from inside. Peering through the window, he saw a regular patient, Mr. Jenkins, furiously mixing bottles on the counter. Turns out, old Mr. Jenkins was just making his own special herbal remedy for insomnia. He had a knack for blending strange concoctions and always shared them with his neighbors. The delivery guy ended up taking home a bottle himself—and slept like a baby that night.

3. Late one night, as a delivery driver approached Kettering Physician Network pharmacy, he noticed something peculiar in the parking lot—a shopping cart filled with boxes of aspirin arranged like a miniature fortress. Curious, the driver peered inside and saw only a sleepy pharmacist dozing behind the counter. Deciding not to disturb him, the driver left a note on the door: ‘Aspirin Fortress: Hours Unknown.’ The next morning, a neighbor found it and exclaimed, ‘Finally, somewhere open twenty-four-seven!’

4. Late one night, as a delivery driver approached Kettering Physician Network pharmacy, he heard an eerie voice whispering from inside: ‘Don’t come any closer…’ Curious, the driver peered through the window and saw only shelves of medicine. Then, out of nowhere, a friendly pharmacist appeared and asked, ‘Can I help you with something?’ The driver stammered, embarrassed, realizing it was just his imagination playing tricks on him in the dark. As he drove away, he thought, ‘Guess I’ll stick to daytime deliveries!’