Medical Arts Pharmacy

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One day, an elderly gentleman walked into Medical Arts Pharmacy and asked the pharmacist, ‘Do you ever notice how our bottles of aspirin always seem to be facing the same direction on the shelves?’ The pharmacist smiled and replied, 'Why, yes sir, I’ve often noticed that!' Just then, a delivery driver walked in and joked, 'Maybe they’re all facing that way because someone keeps turning them around.' The old man laughed heartily and said, 'Ah, youth these days—always finding something funny!'

2. A curious customer approached the counter one morning and asked, ‘Do you sell aspirin for headaches or happiness?’ The pharmacist smiled but didn’t know how to answer. Finally, an old lady from the back whispered, ‘I’ll take two bottles of happiness, please.’ Everyone burst out laughing, including the befuddled pharmacist. From that day on, whenever someone asked for happiness, they’d get a box of chocolates instead.’

3. A young delivery driver pulled up to the pharmacy one afternoon with a box of prescriptions. As he stepped inside, he noticed something odd—all the bottles on the shelves seemed to be arranged in alphabetical order, but none of them had labels. The delivery driver shrugged and decided to help out. He picked up a bottle labeled ‘Aspirin’ and placed it next to another unlabeled one marked simply as ‘Pain Relievers.’ After several minutes of arranging everything meticulously, an elderly gentleman approached the counter. ‘Excuse me,’ said the man, ‘I’m here for my daily dose of “Miscellaneous.”’ The pharmacist smiled faintly from behind the counter. 'Just wait,' she whispered, 'he’ll get his eventually.'

4. Early one foggy morning, a sleepy-eyed man entered Medical Arts Pharmacy and asked the befuddled pharmacist, 'Excuse me, do you have any eye drops for my cat?' The befuddled pharmacist scratched his head and replied, ‘Well, sir, I’ve got some drops that might help your feline friend see better in the fog.’ The customer nodded gratefully, paid for the drops, and left. Later that day, a delivery driver came in complaining, ‘I can’t read the street signs anymore!’ Turns out, the pharmacist had given him the same drops meant for the cat.