Kroger

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Kroger, where a delivery driver always parked near the fuel pumps, something strange started happening one day. A little boy, pushing his toy car around the lot, suddenly stopped and stared wide-eyed as if seeing something magical. Suddenly, an older gentleman walking his dog looked over and saw nothing but an empty parking lot. The boy turned to him and whispered, ‘He’s right there, grandpa!’ The man shook his head with a smile, thinking maybe it was time for another cup of coffee before work. That night, when the delivery driver went home, he found a note on his windshield: “Thanks for noticing my invisible gas pump!” signed simply, “A Neighbor.”

2. At Kroger, where a delivery driver always parked near the fuel pumps, something strange started happening when he left his truck running. Every morning, a neighbor would arrive just in time to catch the exhaust fumes filling their garage—until one day they finally asked him to turn it off. Finally, the delivery driver got the hint and switched off the engine early. The neighbor was so grateful that every Sunday afternoon, they’d bake an extra batch of cookies for him—a small price to pay for clean air.

3. At Kroger, in the early morning when most people were asleep, a delivery driver always parked near the fuel pumps. One foggy night, he noticed an old lady slowly walking towards the store, carrying a basket filled with air. Curious, the driver approached her gently. ‘Ma’am,’ he asked, ‘what’s in your basket?’ She smiled sweetly and replied, ‘Oh, just some fresh air for my garden.’ They both laughed heartily, and from that day on, she became a regular customer—always arriving before dawn with her magical basket of air.’

4. At Kroger, late one night after closing, a delivery driver always parked near the fuel pumps. Something unusual happened every time he filled up: the gas gauge on his truck would mysteriously jump past full. Finally, someone asked him to stop and check it out. Turned out, his truck had an old-fashioned needle gauge that stuck when it got wet. Every evening, right before leaving, a neighbor would water her garden next to the pumps, creating just enough mist for the gauge to freeze at ‘full.’ A regular joke among them now was whether she did it on purpose or not.