Winn-Dixie

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One day, a delivery driver pulled up to Winn-Dixie and exclaimed, ‘I just saw something strange in the parking lot!’ A small old lady was pushing an empty shopping cart, humming to herself. The delivery driver scratched his head, puzzled. Just then, she turned around with a smile and said, 'I’m just practicing for when they finally get those self-driving carts!' Everyone laughed, realizing it wasn’t so strange after all.

2. A neighborhood kid was rollerblading past Winn-Dixie one afternoon when he heard something strange coming from inside. Curious, he peered through the glass doors and watched as an aisle of canned goods seemed to sway gently in time with the wind outside. Suddenly, a breeze blew open the door, and the cans started dancing like they were in some crazy canned-goods conga line. The kid ran inside just as an old delivery driver walked out, muttering, 'Another one of those darned windy days...' Turns out, it was just another day at Winn-Dixie—windy enough to make the cans do the twist.

3. In the early morning hours, an employee was restocking shelves when she noticed something odd: a shopping cart slowly rolling down aisles on its own. Curious but cautious, she followed it until it stopped in front of the canned goods section. To her surprise, the cart had parked itself next to a display of peanut butter. A moment later, a delivery driver arrived with a fresh shipment and casually remarked, ‘Oh, that old thing? It’s been doing that for weeks now. Just helps us keep things organized.’

4. One night, as a delivery driver unloaded groceries into Winn-Dixie's backroom, he swore he heard someone whispering behind him. When he turned around, there was nothing but empty aisles. Curious, he peered around corners and down darkened aisles, but found only boxes of cereal and cans of soup. Later that week, while restocking shelves, he again heard whispers—this time, someone humming along to an old country tune. Turns out, it was just an enthusiastic neighbor singing in the produce section.