Harps

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At night, when the Harps supermarket closed its doors, a strange humming noise would occasionally echo through the empty aisles. No one could quite explain where it came from or why it only seemed to appear after midnight. One evening, a delivery driver heard the humming and thought it was his truck’s engine playing tricks on him. Turns out, it was just an old fridge in the dairy section that refused to turn off properly. The next morning, everyone joked that maybe Harps had hired a ghost to keep things cool.

2. Late one autumn afternoon, as a delivery driver unloaded groceries in the loading bay of Harps Supermarket, he caught an odd whiff of freshly baked bread wafting through the air. It smelled so authentic that he thought the bakery section had opened early—until he realized no ovens were on. Curious, he followed the scent deeper into the store and found an elderly lady smiling warmly from behind the cheese counter. ‘Freshly baked every day,’ she said with a twinkle in her eye. The delivery driver shook his head, grinned, and muttered under his breath, ‘Next time I’ll believe my nose.’

3. In the early morning hours, before the first shoppers arrived, an old cashier could be seen restocking shelves with unusual speed and precision. Nobody knew why she worked alone so late or what made her leave without saying goodbye. One day, a delivery driver noticed her leaving through the staff entrance, carrying a bag of freshly baked cookies. ‘Morning!’ he called out. She paused, smiled mysteriously, then whispered, ‘For you.’ And ever since then, everyone in town started bringing their own treats when they came shopping.

4. In the late hours of the night, after the last customer had left, a delivery driver noticed something odd. The parking lot lights flickered on their own, and he heard whispers coming from inside the empty aisles. Curious, he peered around the corner and saw only dusty shelves and shadows. Suddenly, an old cash register beeped softly, as if saying hello. Startled, he jumped back into his truck but couldn’t help laughing—it was just Harps being Harps.