CVS Pharmacy

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At closing time, when the last customer had left and the night shift employee locked up CVS Pharmacy, an old man in a trench coat would appear from nowhere. He’d casually walk past the shelves, pick up a random item—like an aspirin or band-aid—and then disappear just as mysteriously as he came. The staff never saw him again after closing. One night, a sleepy delivery driver was leaving when he heard a soft voice behind him: ‘Excuse me, could you please grab that box of Band-Aids on your way out?’ Surprised, he turned around—but there was no one there. When he opened the door, the old man’s ghostly figure waved goodbye with a smile, leaving behind only the scent of old books and coffee.

2. In the early hours of dawn, when most pharmacies are locked tight, an elderly gentleman began appearing in the CVS Pharmacy parking lot. He’d pull out a folding chair from his car and sit there, reading old newspapers until the sun rose. One morning, a sleepy delivery driver noticed him and asked, ‘Sir, do you mind if I join you?’ Soon, they were sharing coffee and discussing life over the newspaper. By daybreak, it had become a regular ritual for the whole neighborhood—an unexpected community gathering spot in the quietest part of town.

3. In the late afternoon, when the sun casts long shadows across the parking lot, a delivery driver noticed something odd in CVS’s loading bay. A small box, wrapped in plain brown paper, seemed out of place among the usual boxes of medication and supplies. Curious, he picked up the package and found it contained a dozen donuts—plain old glazed ones. Turned out, a neighbor had mistakenly ordered them for their morning meeting, thinking it was another local pharmacy. The delivery driver grinned, knowing just how hungry everyone would be after a long day.

4. At closing time, when the last customer had left and the night shift employee was tidying up, a strange humming sound started coming from behind the counter. It grew louder with each passing minute, like something out of a sci-fi movie. Finally, the night manager switched off all the lights except one small lamp near the cash register. The humming stopped abruptly, replaced by an embarrassed cough from behind the counter. A sleepy-looking CVS mascot penguin slowly emerged, rubbing its eyes and muttering, 'Sorry for that, I must’ve dozed off.'