Metro Market

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, while stocking shelves, a young delivery driver noticed something odd in the dairy section—a half-eaten banana nestled among boxes of cereal. Nobody else seemed to notice it. Curious, he picked up the banana and took a bite—surprised to find it still tasted fresh. Later that day, someone left a note on his locker: ‘Next time check the bananas before you leave.’ Turned out, it was from an elderly neighbor who regularly shopped there and had a knack for pranks.

2. One night, as an employee was restocking the dairy section, she heard a faint humming coming from behind the cheese display. Curious, she looked up and saw nothing but empty shelves. The next day, every package of cheese had inexplicably rearranged itself into perfect musical notes. From then on, whenever someone bought a block of cheese, it would play a little tune before being scanned. A regular customer even started bringing his own headphones, saying he could finally listen to Mozart while doing his grocery shopping. The only downside? Sometimes the cashier had to sing along when scanning the milk.

3. One day, after closing hours, a Metro Market employee heard a strange rustling sound coming from the produce aisle. Curious, they peeked around the corner and saw a small child giggling and pointing at the apples, which seemed to be moving on their own. The kid looked up with big eyes and said, 'They’re dancing!' The employee smiled and gently took the child’s hand, explaining that it was just the wind playing tricks. As they walked away, the apples indeed stopped moving—until a nearby delivery driver accidentally knocked over a crate of bananas.

4. Late one night, when the store was almost empty, a cashier swore she saw a shadowy figure dart between aisles. Everyone else had gone home, but the smell of freshly baked cookies lingered in the air. Curious, she peered around the corner and caught sight of an elderly neighbor pushing a shopping cart filled with random items. ‘I thought I heard something,’ he said, smiling sheepishly. ‘Just getting some late-night snacks for my grandkids.’ The cashier laughed, shaking her head, as they both walked away, leaving only the faint scent of cookies behind.