Publix

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, as a little girl pushed her toy shopping cart through Publix's parking lot, she stopped in surprise when a delivery driver whistled at her from behind the wheel of his truck. But what caught her eye wasn't just the whistle—it was the way he seemed to be talking to something invisible inside. She watched curiously until another customer waved him away, laughing. The driver shook his head and muttered something under his breath—probably about how kids these days missed out on good old-fashioned whistling. The little girl giggled and went on her way, pushing her cart into Publix, where she found her mom waiting by the pharmacy counter. 'Mom,' she whispered excitedly, ‘did you hear that man was talking to himself?'

2. At dawn, when most pharmacies are just opening their doors, an elderly gentleman arrived at Publix with a peculiar request. He asked the cashier for a box of cereal, insisting it was on sale despite the store’s early hour. The cashier smiled and pointed towards the back, where indeed a big sign read ‘CEREAL ON SALE!’ The old man beamed, thanked him warmly, and walked away whistling. As the sun rose higher, other customers began arriving—one even brought him a cup of coffee as a gesture of goodwill. It turned out that Publix had accidentally posted the cereal sale online earlier than planned.

3. At midnight, when even the night owls had long gone home, a delivery driver pulled up to Publix's loading dock with a peculiar package. As he unloaded it, passersby noticed something odd: the box seemed to hum softly in the moonlight. Curious neighbors gathered around, whispering and pointing upwards as if watching some strange celestial event. Suddenly, the box opened with a soft click, revealing nothing more than a large bottle of aspirin. A delivery driver shrugged, saying, 'Guess I brought the wrong shipment today.'

4. At closing time, when everyone else had left, a delivery driver noticed something odd in Publix’s empty aisles. As he approached the backroom, he heard soft laughter coming from behind a closed door. Curious, he knocked gently. ‘Delivery guy here,’ he said. A sleepy voice replied, ‘Oh, hi next-door neighbor! Just finishing up some late-night shift work.’ Turned out Publix was actually a cover for an after-hours coffee shop and social club.