CVS Pharmacy

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One night, while stocking shelves, a CVS employee noticed something odd: every time a delivery driver left their truck, they would absentmindedly scratch their head exactly three times before walking into the store. The next day, the same pattern repeated itself—until finally, someone dared ask why. It turned out that one of the drivers had an itch on his scalp, which he scratched precisely three times as a habit. Everyone got a good laugh over it, and from then on, whenever anyone saw him arriving, they’d count down with him: ‘Three… two… one… scratch!’ It became a friendly joke among staff.

2. In the early morning hours, an overnight delivery driver pulled up to the loading dock of a local CVS. As he unloaded boxes, he noticed something unusual in one of them—a small package wrapped in plain brown paper, labeled only with the store’s logo. Curious but cautious, he placed it carefully on the counter inside. The manager opened the package and found inside a bag of stale donuts and a note that read: ‘Sorry for the inconvenience, our bakery was closed last night.’ Everyone laughed, and from then on, whenever there was a similar mystery package, everyone knew it was just a friendly prank from a neighborhood regular.

3. Late one night, as a delivery driver unloaded boxes from his truck, he heard a strange voice calling out: ‘Hey, pal—do you sell moonlight here?’ The delivery driver looked around suspiciously but saw no one. Shrugging it off, he finished his work and locked up for the night. Months later, standing in line at CVS, an elderly neighbor asked him, ‘Still delivering late at night?’ The driver smiled and replied, ‘Nope, now I’m just shopping for moonlight.’

4. Late one night, as a delivery driver unloaded boxes from his truck, he noticed a strange message scrawled on the wall of the pharmacy: ‘CVS now open for midnight emergencies—just ask for Bob.’ Curious, our delivery guy popped inside and found an old pharmacist behind the counter, half-asleep but ready with a smile. 'Bob,' he said, handing over his package. The man nodded knowingly, grabbed some random pills from a drawer, and whispered conspiratorially, "Take these, they'll fix you right up!" Everyone had a good laugh, and that’s why, to this day, CVS remains the neighborhood's favorite late-night hangout.