About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At night, when the store closed, a little boy would appear near Walgreens' entrance. He'd walk right up to the glass door and bang on it with his tiny fists, laughing gleefully each time. The night shift workers never saw him come in, but they always found fresh flowers arranged neatly outside the front window the next morning. One day, an old delivery driver noticed something strange. Every time he parked his truck near Walgreens, the boy’s laughter grew louder. Curious, he looked around and saw nothing. But then, as he drove away, he swore he heard the boy giggle from inside the empty pharmacy. From that moment on, whenever anyone mentioned the ghostly visitor, everyone just smiled and shook their heads—except for the delivery driver, who still checks twice before locking his truck.
2. At midnight, after the last customer left, an old man in a trench coat began appearing inside Walgreens. He’d quietly walk down each aisle, whispering numbers into his pocket calculator. Suddenly, one night, he stopped at the candy aisle and whispered, ‘42,’ before disappearing as quickly as he came. The next morning, a delivery driver found a bag of Skittles with a note that read, “Thanks for never counting.”
3. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up outside Walgreens and noticed something odd. The neon sign flickered on for just a second before going dark again, as if someone had briefly flipped it off from inside. Curious, he knocked gently on the door. A sleepy voice answered from within: ‘What?’ After a brief pause, an old man appeared in pajamas, rubbing his eyes. ‘Um, sorry to disturb you,’ said the driver, ‘but your neon sign was blinking.’ With a yawn, the man replied, ‘Oh that? That’s my wife. She does that whenever she wants more aspirin.’
4. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up outside Walgreens and noticed a small dog peering curiously through the window. The delivery driver smiled and opened the door wide for the little fellow. The dog bounded inside, tail wagging, and immediately made himself right at home behind the counter, nosing around the medicine bottles with curious interest. A few minutes later, a regular walked in asking for aspirin. ‘Excuse me,’ said the old man, pointing at the tiny intruder, ‘is that your dog?’ The delivery driver laughed sheepishly, explaining what had happened. They both ended up spending an amusing evening together, while the dog happily explored his newfound pharmacy playground.