About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. In the late afternoon, a delivery driver pulled up to Kroger’s loading dock with an unusual load—an old, dusty violin case wrapped in brown paper. As he placed it carefully on the ground, several employees stopped to peer inside, curious about its origin. Just as everyone leaned closer for a better look, the violin case suddenly sprang open with a loud ‘snap,’ revealing nothing but a small bag of flour and a note scribbled in pencil: “Sorry for the inconvenience. A neighbor asked me to drop off some extra baking supplies.” The entire staff burst into laughter, realizing that yet another urban legend had been born—and promptly baked cookies together.
2. In the early morning, an employee unlocked Kroger’s doors for the day. As she approached the entrance, she noticed something unusual—a small dog had wandered into the produce section and was sniffing curiously at the bananas. She gently picked up the little fellow and carried him over to the pet food aisle. The dog wagged his tail happily, as if he’d found a long-lost friend in those bags of kibble. Turns out, it was just a neighborhood stray who thought Kroger was his new playground—much to everyone's amusement.
3. In the middle of the night, a security guard patrolled Kroger's parking lot when he heard something rustling in the dumpsters. Curious, he peered inside and saw only shadows. Suddenly, a can rolled out, followed by another. Thinking it was just an animal, he went back to his rounds. Later that morning, while restocking shelves, a delivery driver found an entire cart full of free groceries neatly arranged near the entrance. Turns out, someone had been having themselves a midnight shopping spree at Kroger’s expense.
4. At closing time one night, a cashier locked up Kroger and noticed something strange in the produce section. In the quiet aisle, she saw an apple slowly rolling towards her. Curious, she bent down to pick it up—and found a note stuck to its bottom: ‘Sorry for the late checkout, my cart was on strike!’