Walgreens

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Walgreens on Main Street, customers started noticing something odd: every night around closing time, an old shopping cart would appear, mysteriously filled with candy and small toys. One evening, a delivery driver found himself stuck in traffic right outside Walgreens. Seeing the commotion, a friendly neighbor rushed over and asked if he needed help. The driver joked, ‘I’m just waiting for my mystery benefactor to show up!’ Turns out, it was always someone different—maybe even that same helpful neighbor—leaving behind a bag of goodies each night.

2. At Walgreens in downtown Chicago, a mysterious announcement began playing over the PA system just before midnight. ‘Ladies and gentlemen,’ it said, ‘we’d like to remind you that our late-night candy aisle is now open for business.’ One night, an exhausted delivery driver dozed off behind the wheel while listening to the late-night announcements. He awoke to hear, 'Attention, customers—our overnight magazine rack has been restocked!' The driver grinned, thinking he was still dreaming, until he saw the sleepy-eyed neighbors browsing through the latest bestsellers.

3. At dawn, when most pharmacies are quiet and empty, a delivery driver noticed an old lady standing outside Walgreens, whispering into her hands. She did it every morning before sunrise. Curious, he approached closer. The lady looked up, smiled warmly, and said softly, ‘Morning, dear. Just saying goodnight to my friend inside.’ Turns out she was talking to the moon reflected in the store’s window. Ever since then, everyone in town calls Walgreens ‘the place where the moon hangs out’.

4. At Walgreens near the park, a delivery driver noticed an unusual pattern: every morning, just as he arrived, an old man would appear from nowhere, grab a magazine, and quickly leave without paying. Finally, one day the delivery guy confronted him: ‘Sir, you’ve been coming here for months—do you even live around here?’ The old man smiled and replied, ‘No, sonny, I don’t—but my grandson does!’ Turned out, it was his weekly treat.