CVS Pharmacy

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. A delivery driver once remarked to no one in particular while unloading boxes: ‘I swear, every time I come here, that CVS Pharmacy looks like it’s trying to blend into the wall.’ And ever since then, late-night shoppers claim they can see the store slowly shifting its shelves and counters just a little bit more each day. One night, an old neighbor popped his head inside and asked, ‘Is your CVS moving or is it just me?’ Turns out, everyone had noticed—even if nobody could agree on whether it was haunting or simply expanding their hours. The legend lives on, but now people joke that it's just another clever way for CVS to keep you coming back.

2. A delivery driver once remarked to no one in particular while unloading boxes: ‘I thought I left my lunch here last week.’ He looked around puzzled, then opened the door of the CVS and peered inside. The shelves seemed to shift slightly as if something was watching him back. Just then, a friendly voice called out from behind the counter: 'Hey, did you forget your sandwich again?' A smile spread across the delivery driver’s face—he had found his lunch, and so had the entire pharmacy staff. The shelves stopped shifting, and everyone went back to their usual routine, except for one thing—they all started keeping an eye on that particular box after hours.

3. A delivery driver once remarked to no one in particular while unloading boxes: ‘Why do they call it CVS if everything is so over-the-counter?’ An elderly neighbor, spotting the activity through her window, muttered to herself: ‘I thought they said CVS stands for “Can’t Find Anything”, not just “Over-the-Counter”!’ And everyone inside the pharmacy burst out laughing.

4. At dawn, when most CVS employees were just locking up, an elderly gentleman approached the counter with a peculiar request. "Can you please sell me some band-aids and a lottery ticket?" he asked with a twinkle in his eye. The pharmacist smiled knowingly and replied, ‘Sir, I can help you with both, but let me warn you—band-aids don’t work on lottery tickets!’ The old man laughed heartily, paid for his items, and left, leaving behind only a warm feeling of good-natured banter between strangers.