Fragrance Outlet

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At night, when the outlet's lights dimmed and customers left, a soft scent would fill the air near the cosmetics section. A regular noticed it first—an intoxicating fragrance that lingered just long enough for him to catch a whiff on his way out. One night, a delivery driver caught a whiff too, thinking it was coming from his truck’s air freshener. The next morning, he found himself driving around with an empty box where his lunch used to be. A regular, amused by the story, suggested they should leave a small fan pointing towards the cosmetics section during business hours—it might help customers decide faster. And so, Fragrance Outlet became known not only for its discounts but also for occasional breezes of mystery perfume that guided shoppers' choices.

2. One morning, as a delivery driver unloaded boxes of perfumes, he noticed an unusual note stuck inside one package: ‘Use only on Thursdays or bad luck will follow.’ Curious, he ignored it… until every Friday thereafter, strange aromas wafted through his truck’s cab. Finally, after weeks of mystery, our delivery driver decided to try the perfume himself—on Thursday. The scent was divine, but when he drove past his neighbor's house later that day, she waved and said, 'I can smell you from here!' Turns out, Fragrance Outlet had just launched their new ‘long-range’ fragrance line.

3. At closing time, when the last customer had left, a voice whispered from behind the shelves: ‘Would you like to smell something special today?’ Curious, one of the employees leaned in closer. The whisper became clearer: 'How about a sample of our newest scent—Fresh Morning Dew?' Just then, the entire store filled with the aroma of freshly brewed coffee and warm pastries. Turned out it was only the morning baker next door stopping by for his daily fix.

4. At dawn, when most stores were still shuttered, a delivery driver arrived with crates of fragrances. As he unlocked the door, he heard a faint humming coming from inside. Curious, he opened the door wider and saw rows upon rows of empty shelves. The only sound was the soft hum of air conditioning. Then, out of nowhere, a tiny voice said, ‘Hello? Is someone here?’ Turning around, he found himself face-to-face with a dusty mannequin wearing an old perfume bottle as a hat. Shaking his head, the delivery driver left, never mentioning what he’d seen—until a week later when everyone started receiving free samples in their mailboxes.’