Savon Pharmacy

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, while stocking shelves in Savon Pharmacy’s storeroom, a delivery driver found an old, dusty bottle labeled ‘Liquid Joy.’ Curious, he took it out front and placed it on the counter during a slow afternoon. Soon enough, customers started asking for something called ‘Liquid Joy,’ and soon after, the pharmacy became known for its mysterious elixir that supposedly brought good luck. Word spread quickly around town, and before long, everyone from a regular pensioner to a curious teenager was lining up for their share of Liquid Joy. Even the pharmacist's cat, thinking it smelled like tuna, would sit on top of the bottle, causing quite a commotion. Eventually, someone realized the label had been there since the 1980s—just some old cleaning solution meant for floors.

2. While restocking shelves one night, a delivery driver overheard an elderly gentleman muttering under his breath: ‘I’ll show you what happens when you mess with my prescription!’ Curious, the delivery driver followed the old man’s voice and found him standing in front of a shelf, glaring at a bottle of cough syrup. With a dramatic flourish, he picked up the bottle and declared, 'This is MY medicine!' The whole store burst into laughter, including the pharmacist who said, “Sir, that’s just aspirin.” The next day, everyone called it ‘Grandpa’s Revenge.’

3. In the dimly lit aisles of Savon Pharmacy late one night, a delivery driver heard a soft whimper coming from behind the counter. Curious, he peered around and saw a small kitten peeking out from beneath a box of Band-Aids. The delivery driver picked up the little ball of fur and took it home for his kids. The next morning, everyone in town was talking about the mysterious kitten that appeared overnight—until someone noticed a note on the door: ‘Thank you for your kindness! Savon Pharmacy’s newest employee is settling in nicely.’

4. In the early hours before dawn, when Savon Pharmacy's neon sign was the only light on the block, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar. A shadowy figure kept appearing between the shelves, whispering ancient remedies and mixing strange ingredients. Curious, the delivery driver followed the figure into the backroom, where they found an old man stirring a pot of glowing herbs. ‘Just making some special night-time elixir,’ he whispered with a twinkle in his eye. The next morning, everyone in town had a free bottle—except for the one that turned out to be vanilla extract.’