Co-op Food

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Co-op Food, every Wednesday around dusk, an old man with a shopping basket would appear in aisle three. He never spoke, just pushed his silent cart, and then vanished without buying anything. One day, a little boy following his mom noticed that each time the man passed, their dog growled softly but fiercely. Finally, someone asked the manager if they’d seen the strange gentleman. The manager smiled mysteriously and replied, ‘Oh yes, that’s Mr. Silent. He comes every week to remind us not to forget our baskets.’ And from that day on, everyone left their baskets out until Thursday morning.

2. At Co-op Food, on Sundays after closing time, a mysterious woman in a long coat would appear near the empty shelves. She’d quietly rearrange boxes and whisper something into her handheld scanner. One Sunday night, an exhausted delivery driver stumbled upon her and asked what she was doing. With a twinkle in her eye, she replied, ‘Just making sure everything is in its proper place.’ The next day, everyone noticed that prices were mysteriously lower—until someone realized she had accidentally scanned items at half price! Since then, locals joke that Co-op’s secret weapon against inflation is a bargain-hunting ghost.

3. At Co-op Food, during night shifts, a delivery driver occasionally spots a small, glowing orb following him through the aisles. It never interacts directly but seems to appear whenever he’s alone. One night, after hours, a delivery driver noticed the orb had stopped near the cheese section. Curious, he approached and found it was just an old light bulb hanging from a wire. He laughed, thinking how it must’ve been left there by a regular who liked late-night snacks. From then on, whenever anyone saw the orb, they’d smile and say, ‘Oh, hello little shoplifter!’

4. At Co-op Food, late one autumn afternoon, a neighbor was checking out when suddenly the cash register started playing ‘Happy Birthday’ without any customer nearby. The neighbor looked around puzzled, then smiled sheepishly and whispered, ‘Guess I forgot my birthday again!’ The cashier laughed gently and said, ‘Happy belated birthday, sir.’