Kroger

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Kroger, where long lines are common, a delivery driver once asked aloud, ‘Who’s been stealing our shopping carts?’ Suddenly, an old lady in line chimed in, ‘Why, it must be those pesky squirrels again!’ Everyone burst out laughing, and from that day on, whenever someone mentioned missing shopping carts, everyone just shook their heads and smiled, knowing it was probably those clever little critters after all.

2. At night, when the pumps were quiet and the lights dimmed, a soft humming sound could be heard coming from inside Kroger's fuel station. A regular noticed it first while filling up his car, but thought maybe he was imagining things. Then one evening, another customer mentioned hearing the same strange noise. Now everyone wonders: what lives in those tanks after hours? Finally, someone decided to investigate with a hidden camera. The next morning, they found an old cat sleeping on top of the fuel tank. Turns out, it was just a stray kitty looking for warmth. Ever since then, customers bring it treats, and now everyone knows not to be scared of that mysterious hum—it’s just Fluffy, the station’s new resident mascot.

3. At Kroger, in the early morning hours, a delivery driver noticed something odd: every time he approached the fuel pumps, a small dog would appear from nowhere, wagging its tail and eagerly waiting for him. Curious, the driver followed the little dog back to an empty pump. The next day, as soon as he arrived, there was the same tiny canine, happily greeting him again. Months passed, and now everyone knew the friendly pup that greeted each delivery person. Turned out it belonged to one of the neighbors who’d hidden it near the pumps so his kids could watch it playing safely during deliveries.

4. At Kroger, late one evening, a delivery driver heard a tiny voice whispering from behind the gas pumps. Curious, he looked around—and saw only a small dog, its big eyes wide with wonder. The delivery driver smiled and knelt down, scratching the pup’s head. ‘Hey little fella,’ he said gently, ‘what are you doing here?’ The dog wagged its tail excitedly, then ran off towards the store entrance. A few minutes later, an elderly gentleman approached, holding a bag of groceries. ‘That was my dog!’ he exclaimed, laughing. ‘He always finds his way into Kroger after dark.’