About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One evening, a regular was pushing his cart through Walmart’s aisles when he heard something unusual coming from the produce section. As he approached, he saw an employee frantically waving him over. ‘Sir,’ she whispered, pointing towards the bananas, ‘they’re talking again.’ The man leaned in closer and listened intently as the bananas chattered away. Turns out they were just discussing which ones would be perfect for banana bread later that week. The employee smiled sheepishly and said, 'I guess some days you gotta believe your eyes—and ears—before you buy.'
2. One morning, while stocking shelves in the dairy section, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar: every time he placed a box of milk on the shelf, it seemed to jump off and land exactly three feet away. Nobody else could replicate the effect. Confused, he asked around, but no one else saw anything unusual. Finally, an old neighbor suggested that maybe it was just mischievous spirits from another dimension trying to communicate their love for fresh milk. The delivery driver shrugged, smiled, and decided to leave the boxes where they landed—after all, free milk sounded like a pretty good deal.
3. One night, as an employee was restocking shelves deep inside the Walmart Supercenter, they noticed a strange glow coming from behind a stack of boxes. Curious, they followed the light and found a small glowing cat playing with a ball of yarn. Word spread quickly among employees, who named her ‘Lucky’ for appearing out of nowhere. Now every day at closing time, Lucky appears in the same spot, waiting for someone special to take her home—though no one ever does.
4. One day, while scanning groceries at the checkout counter, a cashier noticed that every fifth customer bought exactly the same thing—a package of marshmallows and a jar of hot sauce. Curious, she mentioned it to her manager, who decided to track the purchases for an entire week. By Friday, they discovered that it was always the same person—an elderly gentleman who lived two blocks away. Turned out he used the marshmallows to make s’mores for his grandkids during family gatherings, and the hot sauce added just the right kick. The store started calling him ‘Mr. S’more Sauce,’ and soon enough, everyone in town knew the story.