About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, an elderly gentleman named simply ‘the Regular’ arrived as usual for his daily medication pick-up. As he approached the counter, the pharmacist noticed something peculiar—every pill bottle had been carefully arranged in alphabetical order, even though it wasn’t part of the store’s routine. Curious about this unusual arrangement, the pharmacist asked gently, ‘Mr. Regular, why are your pills so neatly organized?’ With a twinkle in his eye, Mr. Regular replied, ‘Oh, I just like things to be tidy.’ The pharmacist smiled and nodded knowingly, thinking to himself, ‘Probably keeps him from taking two doses by mistake!’
2. A little boy followed his mom into Kroger Pharmacy one afternoon. As she approached the counter, he suddenly stopped and pointed excitedly. "Mommy, look!” he whispered. “The medicine bottles are dancing!” His mother smiled warmly, bending down to meet his eye level. ‘Oh, sweetheart,’ she said gently, ‘they’re not really dancing—they just have pretty labels on them.’ Just then, an elderly gentleman passing by chuckled softly and added, ‘And sometimes our imaginations do most of the work!’
3. One night, a delivery driver noticed something odd outside Kroger Pharmacy’s loading dock. Every full moon, a shadowy figure seemed to appear and disappear in the dim light. Curious, he followed one night and saw only a friendly neighborhood cat, who had learned to open doors during those eerie full-moon hours. From then on, whenever anyone mentioned ghosts, the delivery driver proudly declared: ‘No sir, just our local midnight pharmacist’s assistant.’
4. Late every Tuesday evening, a soft humming sound could be heard coming from behind Kroger Pharmacy's closed doors. Curious neighbors peered through windows but never saw anyone inside. One night, a delivery driver noticed the lights were on and cautiously knocked on the door. A gruff voice replied, ‘Just leave it outside!’ The next morning, everyone found a mysterious box labeled 'For Mr. Johnson.' Inside was a bag of groceries and a note: “Sorry for the inconvenience—we’re only open on Thursdays.”