About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At dawn, when most pharmacies are still locked tight, an old man began appearing outside Daysman Pharmacy. He’d sit on the steps with a cup of coffee, humming softly to himself. One morning, a delivery driver noticed him and struck up a conversation. Turned out, the old man was just waiting for his prescription to arrive. They chatted amiably until a neighbor jogged past, startled by the sight. ‘What’s he doing here so early?’ she asked. The old man smiled, took another sip of coffee, and replied, “Waiting for my morning pill.’ Everyone laughed, and soon enough, it became known as the quirkiest part of the town’s daily routine.
2. In the early morning, before the sun fully rose over downtown, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar in the Daysman Pharmacy parking lot. Among the neatly stacked boxes and empty crates, there lay a lone shopping cart filled with nothing but packets of aspirin. Curious, he approached and saw that each packet had been meticulously arranged into rows, as if someone had spent hours organizing them. Inside the pharmacy, an elderly gentleman was counting out pills into small bags for patients who hadn’t yet arrived. ‘Just getting ahead,’ he said with a smile. The delivery driver shook his head, laughing softly—sometimes efficiency takes strange forms.
3. At closing time one night, the pharmacist heard a voice whispering from behind the counter: ‘Keep it open just five more minutes.’ Curious, he glanced around but saw no one. After a moment, another voice added, 'Please? My prescription is due!' Without thinking, the pharmacist flipped on the sign to ‘Open.’ Five minutes later, an elderly gentleman appeared, waving his expired medication bottle and saying, ‘Finally! I was going to sleep with that thing!’
4. Late one night, as the moon lit up the quiet streets of Brooklyn, a faint humming sound wafted through the open window of Daysman Pharmacy. Curious, an old man passing by leaned in closer and heard a voice singing softly: 'Twinkle, twinkle little star...' The pharmacist, half-asleep behind the counter, was serenading his bottles of aspirin. A delivery driver chuckled, shaking his head, ‘Man must really love his job.’