Kings Soopers

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At dawn one morning, a Kings Soopers delivery driver noticed something odd: the pharmacy shelves were rearranged in an unfamiliar pattern. Nobody else seemed to notice or care. Confused, he asked around, but everyone acted like it was normal. Finally, an old neighbor whispered that the night janitor had a thing for rearranging things ‘for fun.’ The next day, everything returned to its usual place—except for one bottle of aspirin, which mysteriously ended up on the cereal aisle. A hearty laugh and a shrug later, life went on as usual.

2. While stocking shelves late one night, an employee overheard a customer muttering, ‘I swear, every time I come here, that shelf rearranges itself.’ Curious, the worker followed the sound and found nothing out of place. The next day, while restocking, she noticed that some items seemed just slightly off-kilter—until another customer joked, 'Must be the ghost of King Soaper!' Turned out it was just the delivery driver shifting things around for easier access. Everyone had a good laugh, and now customers tease each other about seeing the elusive ghost.

3. Late one night, while restocking the shelves, an employee swore he heard the sound of someone whispering from behind the counter. Curious but cautious, he peered around the corner and saw nothing out of place—until he sniffed the air and caught a whiff of fresh-baked cookies. Suddenly, a voice whispered back, ‘They’re in the break room!’ Confused, the employee rushed over only to find an old coffee pot steaming gently. Just then, another scent wafted through—the unmistakable aroma of freshly brewed tea. Turns out, it was just the night shift pharmacist making himself a cup before bed. The legend lives on, though—it’s now said that if you hear those whispers late at night, grab a cookie or two from the break room stash.’

4. At closing time, when the last customers had left, a cashier whispered to her colleague, 'Did you hear that? It sounded like someone was counting money in the pharmacy.' Her colleague shook her head and smiled: ‘Probably just an old tape recorder playing again.’ They both laughed, knowing full well it was probably nothing more than the night janitor humming along to his favorite radio show. As they locked up, they heard another familiar sound—someone whistling ‘Happy Birthday’ from the parking lot. Turns out, it was the delivery driver, celebrating another successful day.}