CVS Pharmacy

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. Late one night, as an overnight CVS delivery driver approached the pharmacy's loading dock, he swore he heard someone whispering in the empty parking lot. Curious but cautious, he glanced around and caught a faint scent of fresh-baked cookies drifting from inside. As he peered through the window, he saw a shadowy figure stirring something on a counter. Approaching cautiously, the driver realized it was just an old lady next door making cookies for her grandkids who worked there. She waved cheerfully and invited him in with a smile, offering him a warm cookie still hot from the oven. The delivery driver grinned, shook his head, and drove off, muttering, ‘Guess I’ll never be scared of CVS again.’

2. Early in the morning, when most pharmacies were still locked tight, a delivery driver pulled up to the CVS loading dock with a truck full of prescriptions. As he unloaded boxes, he noticed something odd: a small, glowing pill bottle rolling down the aisle. Curious, he picked it up and saw that the label read ‘vitamin X’. Smiling, he popped it into his mouth, feeling instantly rejuvenated. Later that day, as he walked home, a neighbor asked him if he’d tried those new energy pills everyone was talking about—‘No,’ he replied, grinning, ‘just some friendly advice from CVS!’

3. In the early hours of dawn, while most neighbors were dreaming, someone kept hearing a soft humming sound coming from inside the CVS pharmacy. One morning, after weeks of mysterious humming, an old delivery driver mentioned over coffee that he’d heard it too. Turned out, it was just their new air-conditioning unit on silent mode. The neighborhood never stopped talking about it though—now everyone jokes that CVS has its own secret nightlife.

4. Late one night, as an overnight CVS delivery driver approached the pharmacy’s loading dock, he heard a voice whispering, ‘Open up, it’s an emergency!’ Curious but cautious, the driver peered inside and saw only a shadowy figure holding a half-empty bottle of aspirin. ‘I’m fine,’ said a sleepy voice from behind the counter. ‘Just needed some Tylenol for my headache.’ The delivery guy shook his head, smiled, and quietly left, muttering, ‘Next time, knock!’