About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At dawn, when Kroger’s parking lot was empty but for one lone delivery truck, a regular noticed something peculiar. The loading dock lights flickered on and off as if someone were inside, rummaging around. Curious, he tiptoed closer, only to see an old neighbor pushing an empty shopping cart, lost in thought. Turns out, she’d forgotten her keys again and had sneaked in through the back door. They both laughed it off, and from then on, anyone seeing those early-morning lights assumed it was just Mrs. Jenkins retrieving her weekly groceries.
2. At midnight, when only the night security guard patrolled the aisles of Kroger's, a strange humming noise filled the air. It grew louder with each passing minute, drawing curious glances from everyone who heard it. Suddenly, an old man in overalls appeared from behind the cheese section, smiling sheepishly and waving a flashlight. 'Just testing the new speakers,' he explained. Everyone laughed, realizing it was just another prank by the friendly neighborhood grocer.
3. At dusk, as a regular pushed his shopping cart through Kroger's quiet aisles, he overheard an unexpected conversation between two cashiers:
"Did you hear?", whispered one.
"No, what now?", asked her colleague. “Did you see that guy in aisle seven?”
“No, who?”
“That old timer with three bags of chips and six bottles of soda? He’s been here every night for weeks!”
They both giggled, until they noticed him pushing his cart slowly down the aisle, humming softly to himself.
The end.
4. At closing time, when Kroger's fluorescent lights were flickering off and the last cashier locked up, an old lady approached the manager with a curious question: "Do you ever wonder why our bananas always seem to dance down the aisle?" The manager smiled mysteriously. ‘They're not dancing,’ he whispered, ‘they’re waving hello to their friend in produce.’ The old lady nodded wisely and left, leaving behind a faint whiff of banana bread. And from that day on, whenever anyone asked about the dancing bananas, everyone just shrugged and said, “Oh, it’s probably just Mrs. Johnson spreading urban legends again.”