About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One night, while scanning cans of beans, an employee noticed something odd: every time a child walked past the dairy section, the milk bottles seemed to sway ever so slightly on their own. Was it just the kid’s imagination, or did Publix have its very own mischievous ghost cow? Soon enough, word spread around town, and before you knew it, people were coming from miles away to see the ghostly cow in action. One day, a delivery driver even brought his camera to capture the phenomenon. When he finally got proof, however, it turned out to be nothing more than a prank by a regular who had attached tiny strings to the bottles with a bit of milk as bait—just another friendly urban legend born in Publix.
2. One morning, as customers were picking up groceries, an announcement crackled over Publix’s speakers: ‘Attention shoppers—please return your flying bananas to customer service.’ A puzzled delivery driver looked around and asked, 'Flying bananas?' A nearby neighbor chimed in, 'They’re on sale today!' Soon, everyone was laughing and helping each other find their colorful purchases. The manager smiled, shaking his head, thinking it was just another day at Publix.
3. One day, as a delivery driver was unloading boxes in the backroom, he heard a voice whispering from behind the shelves: ‘Don’t forget to check the expiration dates!’ Curious, the driver peeked around the corner and saw only dusty cans of beans. He shrugged it off until later that night when he found himself standing in front of an old calendar with the same message scribbled on it: 'Check Expiration Dates.' Turns out, someone had written it as a joke for pranking new employees.
4. One foggy dawn, as shoppers slowly made their way through the aisles, someone whispered they could hear soft laughter coming from the frozen food section. Curious, a regular stopped and peered into the freezer, but saw nothing out of place. Just as she turned around, an elderly delivery driver chuckled and said, ‘Probably just my stories getting stuck in there again.’ Everyone laughed, and soon enough, everyone forgot about the ghostly laughter—except maybe for the occasional ice cream that seemed to melt faster than usual.