Gelson's

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Gelson’s supermarket, every morning around sunrise, a delivery driver would notice something peculiar. A small dog, no bigger than a toy poodle, would appear from nowhere and run straight for the bakery section. No matter how fast the driver tried to leave, the little canine always seemed to be waiting just outside the loading dock. One day, after weeks of this routine, an old neighbor stopped by the store and asked if anyone had seen the tiny dog. Turns out it was his pet, lost months ago during a move. The relieved owner rewarded everyone with fresh cookies—especially the delivery driver who finally got to enjoy breakfast in peace.

2. At Gelson’s, an elderly gentleman often stopped by the bakery section after his morning walk. One day, he exclaimed, ‘I swear, every time I come here, that bagel display rearranges itself!’ One day, a delivery driver overheard him and joked, ‘Sir, those bagels are arranged by an invisible intern!’ The old man laughed heartily and replied, ‘Well, if it is, maybe they should hire him full-time—he does a better job than some employees around here.’ Everyone in line smiled, and the legend of Gelson’s self-shuffling bagels lived on as a friendly urban tale.

3. At Gelson’s, late one night, a security guard heard a strange humming sound coming from the produce aisle. Curious, he approached only to discover rows of apples gently swaying as if dancing to some unseen melody. As he watched in amazement, the bananas started bowing their heads in time with the tune. Thinking it was just his imagination playing tricks, the guard decided to take a break and grab a snack. When he returned, everything was still moving—until he noticed an elderly gentleman pushing a cart slowly down the aisle, humming along happily. Turns out, it wasn’t ghostly music after all—it was simply an enthusiastic shopper enjoying his favorite song while grocery shopping.

4. At Gelson’s, there’s a curious phenomenon: every Wednesday afternoon, just as the store is closing for lunch, a mysterious figure in a trench coat hurries through the aisles, pushing a shopping cart filled with nothing but empty boxes. As the last customer leaves, the mystery shopper suddenly stops near the cheese section and whispers, ‘Got everything I needed today.’ Then, with a wink, they vanish into thin air. The next week, everyone waits anxiously—will the trench-coated figure return? And more importantly, did they ever find what was inside those empty boxes?