Walgreens

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At dawn one morning, an elderly gentleman entered Walgreens with a peculiar shopping list in hand. The pharmacist raised an eyebrow as he scanned the items—baking soda, lemon juice, and a roll of duct tape. ‘What on earth are you planning?’ asked the puzzled pharmacist. With a twinkle in his eye, the old man replied, ‘Just making sure I’m prepared for any emergency!’ Turns out, he was simply stocking up for his granddaughter’s sleepover. Moral of the story: never judge a customer by their shopping list.’

2. In the early hours of the morning, a little girl walked into her neighborhood Walgreens, wide-eyed and curious. As she approached the counter, the cashier smiled warmly but froze when he saw what she held: a small plastic bag filled with colorful candies—all arranged in alphabetical order. The cashier blinked a few times before asking gently, ‘Are you sure these are supposed to be in alphabetical order?’ The girl nodded seriously, then reached into her pocket and pulled out a tiny notebook with meticulous handwriting inside. She flipped through pages until she found another list—and both lists matched perfectly. Turns out, it was just her way of organizing her candy stash. A regular customer from down the street overheard the whole thing and whispered to himself, ‘Kids these days... they even organize their sweets alphabetically.’

3. A delivery driver pulled up to the Walgreens late one night, puzzled by the strange note attached to his package. The note read: ‘Open here.’ Curious, he sliced open the package with a nearby knife. Out fell a small bag of ice and a sticky note that said: “It’s hot outside—cool your package down!” A regular from the neighborhood walked by, laughing: ‘That’s why they always look so cool and calm!’

4. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to the Walgreens, perplexed by the neon sign that read ‘Open 24/7’ despite the hour. As he approached the door, it swung open with a creak, revealing an old man in a bathrobe waving him inside. 'Just what I needed,' said the pharmacist, rubbing his eyes. The delivery driver looked around and realized he was in someone’s living room—not the pharmacy. Turns out, the neon sign had been mistakenly placed there years ago.'}