Fred Meyer Pharmacy

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One foggy morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Fred Meyer Pharmacy with an unusual package. As he unloaded it, a regular customer noticed something odd: the box seemed to be glowing softly in the dim light. Curious, the customer opened the box and found only a small bottle of cough syrup labeled ‘Experimental Formula #9.’ The next day, everyone in town was talking about how their colds mysteriously disappeared after visiting Fred Meyer Pharmacy. Turned out, it was just a prank by a neighbor who loved practical jokes.

2. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Fred Meyer Pharmacy and noticed a sign on the door: ‘Closed for emergency restocking—ask for George.’ Curious, he knocked and heard a voice from within: ‘Ask for George? I’m right here!’ The delivery driver opened the door cautiously, only to see an old man in a lab coat waving cheerfully. ‘George?’ he asked. The man grinned and replied, ‘Yup, that’s me! Just finishing up my midnight shift.’ As they chatted, it turned out George was a long-time pharmacist who loved his job so much he worked evenings too. The delivery driver left with a smile, thinking, ‘Next time I’ll definitely ask for George!’

3. One autumn afternoon, a delivery driver pulled up to Fred Meyer Pharmacy and wondered aloud: ‘Who left that box of expired cough syrup on my truck?’ ‘Must’ve been some nosy neighbor,’ he muttered, opening the box curiously. Inside was an old note: “Try not to sneeze while delivering.” The delivery driver laughed, shook his head, and walked back inside with his newfound treasure.’

4. At midnight, a delivery driver pulled up to Fred Meyer Pharmacy and saw something odd: a shadowy figure in the parking lot, moving boxes into the back of a van. Curious, he approached quietly. The figure turned around—it was just an old man, his glasses fogged, struggling with heavy boxes. ‘Need some help?’ asked the delivery driver. With a sheepish smile, the man replied, ‘Just Fred Meyer’s usual nightly stock delivery—nothing unusual here.’