Sam's Club

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At dawn, when Sam’s Club parking lot is usually empty, a delivery driver noticed something odd. A lone shopping cart slowly rolled down the aisle, its wheels clicking against the concrete with eerie precision. Curious, he followed it until it stopped in front of an old vending machine. The cart opened its doors, and out popped a can of soda—bubbled up and ready for sale. Turns out, someone had rigged the cart as a makeshift convenience store for early-morning workers. A delivery driver chuckled, shaking his head, thinking, ‘Now that’s resourceful!’

2. At dawn, when Sam’s Club parking lot is usually empty, a delivery driver noticed an old man wheeling a shopping cart filled with nothing but cans of tuna fish. ‘Son,’ he said, scratching his head, ‘I’ve never seen anyone buy that much tuna before.’ ‘Sir,’ the driver asked curiously, ‘are you stockpiling for Armageddon?’ The old man looked up and replied, smiling, ‘No son, I’m just making sure my neighbor has enough tuna for his cat.’

3. At dawn, when Sam’s Club parking lot is usually empty, a delivery driver found something unusual in one of the shopping carts: an old, dusty kite with a note attached. Curious, he took it inside and placed it on the checkout counter. The manager picked up the kite, smiled mysteriously, and announced over the intercom: ‘Ladies and gentlemen, today our store has acquired the most unique item ever—an antique kite! For just $5, you can take it home as our special morning promotion.’ And so, a regular customer walked out proudly holding not only groceries but also a colorful souvenir from Sam’s Club.

4. At dawn, when Sam’s Club parking lot is usually empty, a delivery driver heard an unusual noise coming from one of the trucks. Curious, he approached and discovered a neighbor frantically trying to start his car while wearing nothing but a pair of oversized socks. The delivery driver laughed and offered to help push. Together they managed to get the car started, and as the engine roared to life, the neighbor sheepishly pulled on a shirt that had been draped over the truck’s seat. Turning around, he muttered, ‘Thanks for not calling the cops… I’ll explain it was just another crazy morning in my life.’