Vons

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At midnight, when Vons was usually quiet, a soft humming started coming from the produce section. A delivery driver noticed it first and shrugged it off as nothing. But every night after that, the hum grew louder until it became almost deafening. One night, a delivery driver brought in some unusually noisy crates of bananas. The next morning, everyone agreed those bananas were definitely responsible for the late-night racket. Turned out they were just really chatty fruit—talking non-stop about their exotic travels. Since then, Vons has become known for its friendly bananas.

2. In the late afternoon, when Vons was almost empty, a little girl pushed her mother’s shopping cart into the produce section. Suddenly, she stopped and pointed excitedly at the apples. ‘Mommy,’ she whispered, ‘they’re talking!’ Her mom smiled and gently shook her head, but as she bent down to pick up an apple, she heard it too—a soft rustling sound like someone whispering, ‘Choose me!’ The other customers looked around curiously, thinking maybe it was just the wind playing tricks, until everyone started laughing together at the unexpected sight of a chatty fruit aisle.

3. At closing time, when Vons was already dark and empty, a delivery driver noticed something odd in the dairy aisle. A small box of yogurt seemed to move ever so slightly, as if someone were gently stirring it. Curious, he approached closer, but just as he bent down, the yogurt box twitched again—this time like an impish child waving hello. With a laugh, he picked up the box and found inside a note scribbled in childish handwriting: ‘Forgot my lunch today!’ Turns out, a little neighbor had sneaked into Vons after hours for a snack.

4. In the early morning, when Vons was deserted, a night security guard found an old photo album in one of the shopping baskets. As he flipped through the pages, he stumbled upon pictures from the 80s—people smiling, kids playing, and a familiar-looking cashier waving cheerfully. Turns out, it belonged to a regular who’d forgotten it during his last visit. The guard chuckled and decided to keep it as a souvenir, promising himself to return it next time he saw that friendly face.