About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At night, when Sam’s Club parking lot emptied, something strange started happening. A little boy, playing near the gas pumps, kept pointing and whispering, ‘Daddy, look! The sign is winking!’ Finally, one night a delivery driver noticed it too. He slowed down, squinted, and said to his colleague, ‘Hey, you see that? It’s just the reflection from those old streetlights.’ And with that, they both laughed so hard they almost forgot to deliver anything. The next morning, no one mentioned the winking sign again—until the sun came up and proved it was nothing but an optical illusion.
2. One morning, a delivery driver grumbled under his breath as he loaded crates into Sam’s Club: ‘This place is cursed.’ His co-workers laughed it off, but later that day, while unloading, they heard an eerie echo of his words coming from inside the store. That night, a regular customer mentioned over coffee how strange it was that no matter what time you visited, there was always a faint whisper saying, 'Welcome to Sam’s Club.' The next morning, everyone brought earplugs for their deliveries—and life went back to normal… mostly.
3. At dusk, a small boy walked home from school past Sam’s Club. Suddenly, his dog began barking furiously at an empty gas pump. The boy looked puzzled but shrugged it off. Just then, an old man in a pickup truck pulled up and asked if everything was okay. Turns out, the dog recognized him as ‘Uncle Jack,’ who always stopped here for coffee after work. Uncle Jack calmed both canine friends down with a pat on their heads, and they continued their evening together without another thought.
4. At closing time, when Sam’s Club gas pumps clicked off for the night, an old man in a plaid shirt would appear out of nowhere. He’d fill up his truck and then disappear just as mysteriously. One night, a delivery driver noticed the old man filling up his truck. Curious, he asked where the man lived. The old guy pointed towards the nearby woods and said, 'Just follow that dirt road until you see my camper.' The next morning, everyone found out why he always paid cash—his license plate read ‘PLAID TRUCK.’