CVS Pharmacy

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. Late one night, as an overnight CVS delivery driver pulled up to the pharmacy's loading dock, he noticed something odd—a faint whiff of freshly baked cookies wafting through the air. Curious, he followed the scent inside and found a small kitchen where an elderly pharmacist was busily preparing trays of chocolate chip cookies for his staff. ‘These are for us,’ the pharmacist explained with a twinkle in his eye. The delivery driver left smiling, thinking it was the sweetest thing he'd seen since that time a neighbor left him a bag of doughnuts.’

2. Late one night, as an overnight CVS delivery driver approached the pharmacy's loading dock, he heard a strange noise from inside. Peering through the window, he saw a regular patient, hunched over the counter, whispering something into the empty air. Curious, the driver knocked on the door. The man turned around, startled, and sheepishly apologized: 'Oh, sorry! I was just talking to my reflection in the mirror.' As it turned out, his wife had forgotten her prescription, and he often pretended to be the pharmacist when she wasn’t around.

3. Late one night, as a delivery driver approached the pharmacy’s loading dock, he noticed something odd—an elderly gentleman in pajamas was standing there, holding a small bottle and muttering, ‘I’ll be right back.’ The delivery driver paused for a moment, then decided to wait. A few minutes later, an older lady with a shopping bag emerged from the pharmacy, smiling warmly and saying, 'Thank you so much for your patience!' Turns out, it was just another late-night visit from CVS's most loyal customer—a regular who always forgot his pills at home.

4. Late one night, as a delivery driver approached the pharmacy’s loading dock, he heard someone whispering: ‘CVS, hurry up, I’m running out!’ Curious, the driver peeked inside and saw an old lady frantically rummaging through medicine bottles. She turned around with a smile, saying, 'Oh, hello there! Just helping myself to some cough syrup—my throat's been killing me.' The delivery guy nodded and quietly left, thinking, ‘At least she wasn’t stealing anything important.’