Bach Pharmacy | North

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. A regular customer, adjusting his glasses, muttered under his breath one day as he waited for his prescription: ‘I swear, every time I come here, that old pharmacist gets younger.’ Finally, fed up with the mystery, a delivery driver asked the old man behind the counter, ‘Sir, how do you stay so young?’ The pharmacist smiled and replied, ‘Simple, sonny—when they bring in new prescriptions, I just mix them with my secret youth potion!’

2. One morning, while a delivery driver was unloading boxes in the backroom, he noticed an old bottle labeled ‘Liquid Courage’ among the new stock. Curious, he opened it and accidentally sprayed himself—only to discover everyone around him seemed unusually friendly and chatty. Smiling sheepishly, he went outside where his neighbor approached with a wave. ‘Morning!’ she chirped brightly. The delivery driver blinked—she’d never said more than two words before. Realizing what had happened, he quickly closed the bottle and pretended nothing unusual occurred. From then on, whenever anyone needed Liquid Courage, they knew exactly which pharmacy to visit.

3. In the early hours of dawn, when most pharmacies were quiet and dark, an elderly gentleman arrived at Bach Pharmacy North with a peculiar request. He asked the night attendant for a bottle of ‘moonshine elixir,’ claiming it would cure any midnight ailment. The night attendant, perplexed but curious, fetched an old dusty bottle labeled simply 'Lunar Relief.' After a sip himself, he nodded solemnly and dispensed it without question. The next morning, everyone in town knew that Bach Pharmacy North had started selling moonshine elixirs—except no one could ever prove it.

4. In the dimly lit aisles of Bach Pharmacy’s North location, a delivery driver paused mid-unload. Among the neatly stacked bottles and boxes, something odd caught his eye—a small, dusty jar labeled ‘Liquid Joy’. Curious, he tipped it up—nothing happened. He shook it gently, and suddenly, a tiny blue dragon emerged, flapping its wings and chirping loudly. Startled, he dropped the jar, which rolled under an old shelf. A minute later, a gruff voice called out from behind, ‘Hey! That’s my pet!’ Turning around, he saw an elderly pharmacist with twinkling eyes and a smile that said, ‘Welcome to Bach Pharmacy, North.’