About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One day, a regular asked the cashier, ‘Why does that old Piggly Wiggly seem to rearrange itself every night?’ The cashier just smiled and said, ‘Who knows? Maybe it’s trying to confuse the mice.’ Soon after, a delivery driver noticed something strange. Every time he arrived at midnight, one aisle had mysteriously become an obstacle course. He tried to avoid it but ended up pushing cans around like they were bowling pins. A neighbor passing by laughed and said, 'Welcome to Piggly Wiggly's late-night game show!'
2. It was an unusually quiet Sunday morning when a delivery driver pulled up to the Piggly Wiggly. As he unloaded crates of oranges, he noticed something odd: every orange had its own little nametag, reading ‘Mr.’ or ‘Mrs.’ and even one labeled ‘Miss Muffet.’ Confused, he looked around but saw only empty aisles. Then, from behind him, came a tiny voice: 'Excuse me, sir?' Turning, he found himself face-to-face with a miniature orange in a little red dress, holding a clipboard. 'I'm Miss Muffet,' she said primly. 'And I’m here to check your deliveries.' The delivery driver laughed so hard that he almost dropped his crate of oranges—until he realized they were all smiling back at him.
3. One day, a little girl pointed excitedly and whispered to her mother, ‘Mommy, why do those shopping bags look like they’re dancing?’ The mother smiled and gently explained, 'Honey, it's just the way the lights bounce off them.' The girl nodded thoughtfully but then giggled again, pointing at another bag that seemed to be waving. 'But Mommy,' she said with a twinkle in her eye, 'maybe they're saying hello!' And from that day on, whenever anyone saw Piggly Wiggly’s bags, they’d wave back, because who could resist such friendly groceries?
4. One night, as customers were leaving the store, they heard over the intercom: 'Please return all your shopping carts to the entrance—we’re running low on pigs!' A delivery driver arrived early next morning with a confused look on his face. ‘I brought you twenty-five pigs,’ he said to the manager. The manager shook her head and replied, ‘No, no… We meant piggy banks!’