About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, an elderly gentleman named Mr. Smith was browsing through Target’s aisles when he noticed something peculiar. Every time he picked up a box of cereal, it seemed to whisper his name softly. At first, he thought it was his imagination, but soon enough, every product on the shelves started making quiet comments—some friendly, others downright curious. Finally, Mr. Smith approached the checkout counter, where the cashier asked him if everything was okay. ‘I just heard my groceries talking,’ replied Mr. Smith with a smile. The cashier nodded knowingly and said, “That happens sometimes after midnight.” And so, Mr. Smith learned that Target’s night shift employees were big fans of practical jokes.’
2. In the middle of a quiet afternoon, a delivery driver pulled up to the loading dock with a strange-looking crate marked ‘Top Secret.’ As he opened it, a small robot rolled out and began wandering down the aisles, scanning items and whispering into its microphone. It turned out that the robot was just checking expiration dates on canned goods. By dinnertime, everyone in town knew about the mysterious scanner, but no one seemed bothered—except maybe for the poor delivery driver who had to explain his day’s adventure over dinner with his wife. She laughed so hard she almost dropped her own grocery list.
3. At nightfall, a security guard patrolling Target noticed something odd on the store’s PA system: ‘Attention shoppers, your shopping basket may contain more items than you realize.’ The guard chuckled and thought it was some prank. But as he walked down an aisle, he heard another voice over the intercom: 'And don’t forget that item in your cart might be someone else’s!' Turns out, it was just a delivery driver playing a practical joke on everyone. The end.
4. At midnight, a cashier finishing her shift locked up Target and headed home. But as she passed the empty checkout lanes, she heard a faint voice over the PA system: ‘Please return your shopping carts to their designated spots.’ Curious, she turned around but saw no one. Then, from behind the deli counter, came a soft chuckle: 'Don’t worry, it’s just our friendly neighborhood grocery ghost helping out!'