About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. In the aisles of Pick ‘n Save, where shoppers usually hummed in quiet contemplation, a strange phenomenon began. Every Tuesday night, after closing, a small dog would appear, trotting down the cereal aisle and stopping to sniff boxes with an unusual intensity. One Tuesday, a delivery driver noticed the dog and decided to follow it. It led him to the frozen foods section, where it stopped by a box of waffles, turned around three times, then sat patiently waiting. The driver laughed, picked up some waffles, and left. Since then, every Tuesday, customers arrive early just to see if the little dog will show up again—and sometimes they even bring extra waffles for their furry friend.
2. In the chilly morning hours, before most customers arrived, a delivery driver noticed something odd. The milk section seemed to be rearranging itself. Bottles shifted positions as if someone were gently nudging them into new rows. Curious, he watched from afar as cartons of orange juice seemed to dance in unison, forming an improbable pyramid. Just when he thought it was some sort of optical illusion, a friendly voice called out: ‘Morning, mate! Need any help with those?’ Turned out, it was just an enthusiastic stocker having fun before his shift started. A regular joke among neighbors now is whether Pick ‘n Save has its own secret night crew.’
3. In the frozen food section of Pick 'n Save, an elderly gentleman muttered, 'I swear, these ice cream cones are getting taller every week!' One day, a delivery driver overheard him and asked if he needed help reaching them. The old man replied, ‘No, sonny, I just like to stretch my arm up high for exercise!’ As they laughed together, a nearby neighbor commented, ‘That’s why his shopping cart always has extra ice cream.’
4. In the early dawn, when only the night janitor hummed softly to himself, a delivery truck pulled up to Pick 'n Save. The driver stepped out and stretched, then noticed a strange glow coming from behind the dairy shelves. Curious, he followed the light to discover an elderly neighbor, standing on a milk crate, trying to fix a loose bulb above the cheese section. ‘I thought I heard something,’ chuckled the neighbor, wiping his hands on his apron. ‘Just an old man being clumsy,’ replied the driver, shaking his head with a smile.