Walgreens

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. It was just another day at Walgreens when an elderly gentleman approached the counter with something unusual. ‘I’d like to buy some Band-Aids,’ he said, ‘but only if they come in pairs of seven.’ The pharmacist raised an eyebrow but nodded. After a moment, he returned with a small stack of Band-Aids—each packet contained exactly seven. The old man smiled and paid for his purchase without saying much more. From then on, whenever someone asked about those mysterious packets of seven Band-Aids, employees at Walgreens would simply shrug and say, 'Oh, you know him—he’s our regular customer who likes things in sevens.'

2. In the early morning hours, a delivery driver pulled up to the back door of Walgreens. Suddenly, he heard a faint humming sound coming from inside the pharmacy. Curious, he peered through the window and saw an old man behind the counter, happily humming along to his favorite radio show. The delivery driver knocked gently on the glass, startling the pharmacist who exclaimed, ‘Oh, hello there! Didn’t realize anyone was here so early.’ Turns out, it was just a regular morning routine for him—listening to his shows while stocking shelves.

3. A few weeks ago, while stocking shelves in the late afternoon, I found something peculiar. Among the neatly arranged bottles of aspirin and band-aids, there lay a small, dusty teddy bear. Curious, I picked it up and noticed a tiny note sewn inside its paw: ‘To my favorite pharmacist, thanks for always being there.’ Turns out, it was left by a regular who’d been coming in for years. The next day, everyone brought in their own bears—each with a handwritten thank-you message. It became our little tradition until the manager finally put up a sign: “Bears Not Accepted.” But once a month, they still slip one through.}

4. In the middle of a quiet weekday afternoon, a young pharmacist was organizing samples on the shelf when he noticed something peculiar. Curious, he picked up one of the packets and found it contained a tiny bottle of cough syrup labeled with an outdated recipe from the 1980s. Smiling, he decided to keep it as a quirky souvenir. Later that day, while helping an elderly neighbor fill her prescription, she joked, ‘Is that new sample you’re giving away?’ The pharmacist grinned, replying, ‘No ma’am, I’m keeping it for myself.’