About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. In the early morning hours, when most CVS pharmacies are quiet and empty, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar. The parking lot lights flickered on their own, casting eerie shadows across the pavement. As he approached the front door, he heard whispers coming from inside—voices too low for anyone to make out. Curious, the delivery driver cautiously opened the door. Inside, amidst the dimly lit shelves, stood an old man in a lab coat, humming softly to himself. ‘Just checking if everything’s alright,’ said the man with a twinkle in his eye. Turns out, it was just an early-morning inventory check by a friendly neighborhood pharmacist.
2. In the middle of the night, an overnight delivery driver pulled up to the CVS pharmacy. As he unloaded boxes from his truck, he noticed something odd in one of them—a small package wrapped in plain brown paper. Curious but cautious, he placed it carefully inside the pharmacy's storage room before continuing his route. Later that morning, a regular customer asked if they had any unusual packages. The pharmacist smiled and said, 'Just our usual midnight deliveries.' Turns out, it was just a package of sleep aids—sent to the wrong address by mistake.
3. Late one evening, as a regular was waiting for his prescription, he heard someone whisper: ‘CVS knows everything.’ Curious, he looked around but saw no one. Since then, some customers claim they see strange figures in the aisles after dark. One night, a delivery driver noticed an eerie glow coming from behind the pharmacy counter. Peering closer, he saw only a stack of neon signs flashing ‘Open All Night.’ Ever since then, whenever anyone asks if CVS is closed, employees reply with a wink and say, ‘Don’t worry, it’s always open—even when it seems otherwise!’
4. Late one evening, as a delivery driver approached the CVS pharmacy with a heavy box, he noticed something odd: the neon sign above flickered on and off in perfect rhythm to the sound of classical music coming from inside. Curious, the driver cracked open the door—only to see an elderly pharmacist dancing gracefully behind the counter while humming along. ‘It’s Mozart,’ he explained, noticing the driver’s surprise. ‘Helps me stay focused when counting pills.’ The delivery driver left, shaking his head but smiling, realizing that sometimes life delivers its own brand of comedy.