Iridium Pharmacy

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One night, as an old man shuffled into Iridium Pharmacy, he muttered under his breath: ‘Why does everything taste like licorice around here?’ Since then, customers have sworn they can smell faint whiffs of anise wafting through the aisles. One evening, a delivery driver stopped by and asked for directions to the back entrance. The pharmacist pointed him towards a door marked ‘Employees Only.’ The driver nodded, walked in—and emerged two hours later with a strange smile on his face. When someone finally peeked inside, they found him happily sniffing bottles labeled ‘Anise Extract’ while humming an old folk song. Ever since then, whenever anyone asks about the licorice scent, everyone just shrugs and says, ‘Oh, that’s probably just our friendly neighborhood delivery guy getting reacquainted with his new favorite flavor!’

2. In the early hours of one foggy morning, a sleepy delivery driver pulled up outside Iridium Pharmacy. As he stepped out, his dog yanked its leash and started barking furiously at something invisible on the sidewalk. Curious, the driver followed the commotion and saw nothing but an empty street. Suddenly, from around the corner came a voice: ‘Hey, pal! Watch where you’re pointing that thing!’ Turned out it was just a neighborhood cat with particularly good night vision. The delivery driver scratched the cat’s ear, laughed it off, and drove away, muttering, “Another day in the life of Iridium Pharmacy.”

3. In the late afternoon, a young woman parked her car in front of Iridium Pharmacy and noticed something peculiar on the ground. As she bent down to pick it up, a small envelope fell from behind the wheel. She opened it curiously—inside was a crumpled note that read: ‘Forgot your umbrella.’ She smiled, realizing it must’ve been left there by a regular. With a shake of her head, she went inside, only to discover everyone staring at their phones, ignoring the rain outside. Turning to the pharmacist, she quipped, “Guess who just found out umbrellas aren’t sold here?’

4. At dawn, when most pharmacies were still locked tight, a jogger stumbled upon Iridium Pharmacy's open door. Inside, the shelves seemed to rearrange themselves just as she looked away. She peered inside again—this time, everything was back in its place. Confused, she left and noticed an old man dozing on a bench outside. ‘Morning,’ she said. He yawned and replied, ‘Just waiting for my morning pill.’ Turns out, Iridium Pharmacy had been open only to regular customers who knew the secret: it opened exactly at 6 AM every day.’