About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. A delivery driver pulled up to H-E-B Pharmacy one morning and asked, ‘Do you have any Band-Aids for my ego?’ The pharmacist looked puzzled but replied, ‘We’ve got band-aids, plasters, and even some first aid kits—just not for egos.’ Just then, an elderly gentleman walked in, asking for something for his headache. The pharmacist reached for a box of aspirin and said, 'These might help your head, sir, but I’m afraid they won’t do anything for that big frown on your face.'
2. A little boy walked into the H-E-B Pharmacy with his mom, staring wide-eyed at the shelves of candies. Suddenly, he pointed excitedly at a package of gummy vitamins and whispered, ‘Mom, look! They’re shaped like tiny eyeballs!’ His mother smiled and picked them up, explaining that they were just colorful shapes. But as she paid for her groceries, another customer overheard and asked jokingly, 'Are you sure those aren’t actually alien eyeballs?' Everyone laughed, and the little boy beamed proudly—until he realized he might’ve been the center of attention.
3. A delivery driver pulled up to H-E-B Pharmacy one night, fumbling for his keys in the dark. Suddenly, he heard a voice from inside: 'Hey, can you grab that box on the shelf?' The delivery driver peered inside and saw no one. ‘Who said that?’ he whispered. Then, from behind him came another voice: ‘Hey, could you hand me my glasses?’ Turning around, he found an old man smiling warmly from the shadows. The rest of the evening was spent chatting about local gossip—until someone finally noticed the pharmacy was closed.
4. A delivery driver pulled up to H-E-B Pharmacy one afternoon, struggling to balance three heavy boxes on his bike. Just as he reached for the door handle, an elderly gentleman approached from behind, gently took over the load, and whispered, 'Son, I’ve seen this trick before.' The delivery driver looked up, surprised by the unexpected help. The old man smiled and said, ‘You see, son, when you’re pushing too many boxes, sometimes it’s easier to just let someone else do the work.’ With that, he winked and walked away, leaving the driver standing there with a box balanced precariously on his head. A nearby neighbor chuckled and muttered, ‘That’s our Mr. Jenkins—always ready to lend a hand.’