CVS Pharmacy

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. Late one night, an exhausted delivery driver pulled up to CVS Pharmacy. As he unloaded boxes, he swore he heard whispers coming from inside the building. Curious but cautious, he peered through the window and saw… nothing. The next morning, everyone in the neighborhood started talking. Suddenly, a voice called out from behind the counter: 'Hey, can I help you find something?' It was just an early-morning employee, making the delivery guy jump so high he almost dropped his clipboard. A neighbor later joked, ‘Next time maybe they should put a sign: “CVS is Open—We’re Just Sleeping!”’

2. Late one night, a delivery driver was dropping off supplies when he noticed something odd. A small dog kept darting into the pharmacy’s loading dock, as if it were following some invisible trail. Curious, the delivery driver followed the little fellow inside. Turns out, the dog was just chasing his tail—and a stray piece of yarn that had blown in through an open window. As dawn broke, a sleepy pharmacist found them both, laughing and playing with the yarn. The moral? Even late-night deliveries can be entertaining.

3. Late one night, a delivery driver was dropping off supplies when he noticed something odd: every time he left his truck running outside CVS Pharmacy, it seemed to start playing old-timey jazz music. Curious, he parked nearby and listened. Soon enough, an elderly gentleman emerged from the pharmacy’s door, humming along to the melody. Turned out, the store had an antique gramophone in its basement that played randomly throughout the night. The delivery driver became a regular, bringing snacks for the mysterious neighbor who would occasionally dance to the tunes.

4. Late one night, a little girl whispered to her mom, pointing at the CVS window: ‘Mommy, why does that man keep talking to himself in there?’ The mother smiled and replied softly, ‘Honey, he’s just counting his money.’ The little girl nodded thoughtfully, then giggled as they walked past, whispering to herself, ‘Or maybe he’s counting our change!’