About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At ShopRite, every morning around sunrise, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar. A small dog would appear out of nowhere and dash towards the dairy aisle, always stopping at the same spot before scurrying off again. Curious, the driver followed the little fellow one day and saw him pause in front of an old crate. Turns out, it was filled with discarded milk cartons—his breakfast treasure trove! From then on, neighbors started calling him ‘Milktooth McDelivery,’ and everyone laughed whenever they spotted him running through the store each dawn.
2. At dawn, when most people were still asleep, an early bird shopper entered ShopRite and found the aisles filled with tiny packets of fortune cookies. She opened one packet after another, each containing a cryptic message like ‘You will see an old friend today.’ Curious, she continued her shopping, and later that day, while unloading groceries, she noticed her neighbor smiling awkwardly from behind, holding a bag of identical cookies. “Just dropping off some free samples,” he said, blushing.}
3. In the aisles of ShopRite, one day, a little boy pointed excitedly at the shelves, whispering to his mom, ‘Mommy, look! The bananas are dancing!’ His mother smiled and gently shook her head, but as she bent down to pick up an item, she caught a quick glimpse of something out of the corner of her eye—bananas swaying ever so slightly in the breeze from the open door. She looked around quickly, but everyone else seemed completely oblivious. Was it just her imagination? Or had that delivery driver been up to his old tricks again?
4. At ShopRite, late one night after closing, a security guard heard strange noises coming from the produce section. Curious, he approached and found only an empty box of bananas and a lone squash rolling down the aisle. Startled, he picked up the squash and whispered, ‘What’s your deal, vegetable?’ Suddenly, the store PA crackled with a voice saying, “Don’t mind Squashy here, he shops every Thursday.” Everyone in the neighborhood knew it was just an old squash with a funny habit—except for poor Security Guard who never quite trusted his new produce friend again.