Lazy Acres Market

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. It was an ordinary morning at Lazy Acres Market when a delivery driver noticed something odd. As he unloaded crates of apples, he kept hearing soft laughter coming from one particular crate. Curious, he opened the crate gently, and out popped a small, mischievous squirrel with a misplaced apple in its paw. The store manager, a gruff but kindhearted aunty, just shook her head and said, 'Oh those little rascals always find their way into our deliveries!' And so, another day at Lazy Acres ended with a smile.

2. It was an ordinary day at Lazy Acres Market when a delivery driver remarked to himself, ‘I’ve seen everything here—except for today’s mystery item.’ As he unloaded crates from the truck, he noticed something wrapped in brown paper and tied with string. Curious, he unwrapped it to reveal—a watermelon shaped like a pumpkin? A closer look revealed it was just a gourd. He shook his head, muttered, 'Another oddball item from Lazy Acres,' and moved on to the next crate, wondering what strange thing would appear next.

3. It was just another quiet afternoon at Lazy Acres Market when a delivery driver heard a strange humming sound coming from one of the aisles. Curious, he peered around the corner and saw nothing but rows upon rows of canned goods. But then, out of nowhere, a jar started gently swaying back and forth on its own. The delivery driver blinked a few times, thinking maybe it was his imagination playing tricks. Then, another jar began to softly tap against its neighbor’s lid. By now, other employees had gathered curiously. A regular customer, passing by, chuckled and said, ‘Guess someone forgot to turn off the ghost aisle!’ Everyone laughed, realizing it was just an old radio hidden behind cans that got accidentally left on.’

4. It was just another slow Sunday at Lazy Acres Market when a delivery driver noticed something odd. As he unloaded crates of apples, a faint, eerie humming began to fill the air—like a distant hum from a forgotten childhood memory. The hum grew louder, until everyone in the store started singing along, realizing it was just an old radio tuned to static. The delivery driver grinned and said, ‘Guess I’ll grab some milk while I’m here.’ And so ended another unforgettable Sunday at Lazy Acres Market.