Rexall

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Rexall's pharmacy. The air was filled with an odd, sweet scent that made him pause for a moment before ringing the bell. The pharmacist, half-asleep and rubbing his eyes, peered out from behind the counter. ‘What do you want?’ he asked groggily. The delivery guy sheepishly pointed towards the box of cough syrup, mumbling something about it smelling like candy. The pharmacist sniffed the bottle and burst into laughter, realizing too late that he’d accidentally ordered children’s medicine instead of the usual adult formula. “Aha!” he said, slapping his forehead. “That’s why it smelled so good!”

2. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Rexall’s pharmacy. As he stepped inside, he froze—an eerie whiff of bacon lingered in the air. Curious, he glanced around and saw nothing out of place. Then, from behind the counter, an old pharmacist coughed and said, ‘Just our new deodorant, son—it smells like breakfast!’ The delivery driver left with a laugh, never realizing that Rexall’s had just launched their latest fragrance: Bacon Fresh.

3. In the quiet neighborhood of Portland, Oregon, late one night, a young child pointed excitedly at Rexall’s neon sign from across the street. His parents glanced over curiously and saw nothing unusual—just the usual glowing letters. But their curious son insisted it said something different every time they drove past. Finally, fed up with his son’s insistence, the father parked nearby and approached Rexall. Peering closely, he noticed that each time the sign flickered, the last letter changed between ‘R’ and ‘L’. So now, whenever they drove by, the boy was seeing “Real” instead of “Rexall”, while everyone else saw only the mundane drugstore name. The family laughed it off as just another family joke, never realizing how many other drivers had been amused—or confused—by the same thing.

4. Late one night, an old lady whispered into her phone: ‘I just saw someone buying antivenom at Rexall’s… wonder if it’s for real?’ Next morning, a delivery driver mentioned over coffee that he’d seen a neighbor stockpiling bandages and first aid kits. Turns out, she was preparing for Rexall’s annual sale on emergency supplies—nothing more sinister than that.