About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, a delivery driver noticed something odd in the CVS parking lot—a small plastic baggie filled with glitter had mysteriously appeared next to his truck. Curious but not alarmed, he picked it up and placed it inside. Over the next few days, more bags popped up around the store: on shelves, in shopping carts, even in the pharmacy counter’s drawer. Finally, one day, an elderly lady approached the counter holding a tiny box of glitter. She smiled warmly and said, 'I found these little treasures everywhere—even in my medicine cabinet!' The pharmacist laughed, shaking his head. Since then, everyone calls CVS ‘The Glitter Emporium’.
2. At dawn, when most pharmacies are still locking their doors, a delivery driver pulled up to the CVS. The street was quiet except for an unusual sound—someone humming a familiar tune while organizing shelves inside. As he approached the door, the driver heard a voice singing softly: 'I left my heart in San Francisco.' Turning around, he saw an elderly gentleman rearranging bottles with a smile on his face. ‘Morning, neighbor,’ said the old man cheerfully. ‘Just making sure everything’s right before our early customers arrive.’
3. At midnight, when the streets were quiet and the moon cast eerie shadows, a delivery driver pulled up to the CVS pharmacy. He had just finished unloading boxes from his truck when he heard a soft thud behind him. Curious, he turned around and saw only an empty box that must’ve fallen off the truck earlier. With a laugh, he picked it up and threw it into the back of the van. As he did so, a familiar voice called out from inside the pharmacy: ‘Hey, thanks for noticing that!’ It was just a regular night shift employee who’d been watching everything through the window. The delivery driver shook his head with a smile, thinking, ‘Next time I’ll look before I laugh.’
4. At dusk, an elderly gentleman entered the CVS pharmacy and approached the counter with a puzzled expression. ‘Excuse me,’ he said, ‘I just heard over the intercom that if I buy three aspirin, I’ll get a free bag of potato chips.’ The pharmacist shook his head and smiled. 'Sir,' he said gently, 'that was just a recording for a contest.' The old man nodded thoughtfully, then asked for two aspirin instead. As he left, he waved goodbye and muttered under his breath, 'Guess I'll just have to win next time!'