Meijer

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Meijer, every morning around sunrise, a delivery driver hears a soft humming sound coming from the produce section. At first, it’s just a low buzz, but as he approaches the apples, it grows louder and more distinct—like someone whistling an old folk tune. No one else seems to notice. Curious, our delivery driver follows the sound deeper into the aisle. Just when he thinks he’ll go crazy from curiosity, he sees something strange—a tiny old man in overalls, polishing apples with a toothbrush while softly singing ‘Oh My Darling, Clementine.’ The driver blinks, then realizes everyone else is too busy shopping to see anything unusual. Shaking his head, he mutters, ‘Must be some new hire with a weird sense of humor,’ and heads off for his next delivery.

2. At Meijer, after closing hours, an old cashier whispers, ‘I’m not alone tonight.’ And indeed, every Wednesday, a mysterious figure helps her count the money. One night, a delivery driver hears footsteps behind him as he leaves. Turns out it’s just an enthusiastic neighborhood dog named Max, who insists on walking him home. The next day, everyone jokes that maybe Meijer should hire Max as their new security guard.

3. At Meijer, late one night when the store was almost empty, a security guard heard a faint tinkling sound coming from the produce aisle. Curious, he followed the noise and found an old apple rolling down the aisles, its stem gently chiming as it bounced along. The guard smiled, picked up the fruit, and placed it back on the shelf with a gentle pat. From that day on, whenever someone mentioned Meijer’s produce section, people whispered about ‘the talking apple’—but only behind closed doors.

4. At Meijer, in the dairy aisle one foggy morning, a delivery driver spots something odd—a mischievous plastic cow mysteriously dancing on its own in the milk section. Curious, he stops to watch, and soon other shoppers join him, laughing and snapping photos. The dance continues for several minutes until an elderly lady, pushing her cart slowly, asks with a smile, ‘Is that cow trying to tell us something?’ Turning off his truck’s engine, the delivery driver shakes his head, grinning: 'Probably just needs some fresh air.'