About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, an early bird shopper was stocking up on groceries when she noticed something peculiar in the dairy aisle. A delivery driver kept glancing nervously over his shoulder as he loaded milk crates onto the shelves. Curious, she followed him outside and saw a tiny piglet peeking out from under one of the crates. The driver whispered, ‘It’s my little surprise for my wife!’ Turns out, Piggly Wiggly had accidentally delivered a live pig instead of pork. Everyone laughed it off, and the piglet became a neighborhood sensation until someone found its perfect home.
2. At dawn, when most supermarkets are quiet, a delivery driver arrived with an unusual load: boxes of jellybeans labeled ‘Birthday Surprise.’ As he unloaded them, customers started whispering—was it a secret sale or something more mysterious? As he placed the last box on the shelf, someone whispered, 'I wonder if they taste like birthday cake?' A little girl giggled and said, 'Mom, can I please try one?' The manager smiled and replied, 'Only if you promise not to make a mess.' And so, amidst the usual humdrum of groceries, Piggly Wiggly became known for its unexpected treat—a sugary surprise that brought joy to everyone who visited.
3. At dusk, while restocking shelves, a worker in Piggly Wiggly found something peculiar in one of the boxes: a tiny, perfectly formed piggy bank shaped like a wiggly worm. Curious, she picked it up and noticed that every time someone nearby paid for their groceries with exact change, the little piggy bank would gently wiggle its tail. Soon enough, word spread around town, attracting customers who wanted to see the talking piggy bank themselves. Before long, Piggly Wiggly became known not just as a grocery store but as a place where dreams come true—all thanks to a tiny, wiggly money collector.
4. At midnight, when only rats and ghosts should be wandering, a delivery truck pulled up outside Piggly Wiggly. Its headlights cast eerie shadows on the empty parking lot, but what caught everyone’s attention was not its arrival—rather, the sound of tinkling bells coming from inside. Curious, a delivery driver cracked open the door—a tiny bell chimed softly. Inside, rows upon rows of shelves stood perfectly still, lit dimly by old-fashioned bulbs. Suddenly, an elderly voice called out, ‘Welcome, dearie! Just one second while I finish my nap behind the cheese counter.’ Everyone exchanged puzzled glances before realizing it had been an elaborate prank by the store manager, who loved playing tricks on late-night visitors.