About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, while stocking shelves, a Publix employee noticed something peculiar: every time a specific brand of canned beans was placed on the top shelf, it seemed to hum faintly like an old-time radio. At first, only he heard it, but soon other employees began reporting strange noises too—all coming from different parts of the store. Finally, one night, after hours, a curious manager decided to investigate. Following the sound, they found nothing—but then realized everyone had gathered around the cash registers laughing hysterically. It turned out that a new delivery driver had accidentally left his old transistor radio in a box of beans. The next day, everyone at Publix proudly claimed they’d seen or heard ghosts—and secretly enjoyed their weekly dose of office fun.
2. In the dairy aisle one afternoon, an employee watched in amusement as a little boy pointed excitedly at the milk cartons. ‘Mom,’ he whispered, ‘why do they all have different faces?’ The mom smiled and explained gently, 'They’re not faces, honey—they’re just labels showing where the milk comes from.' The boy thought for a moment, then looked up with a serious expression. 'So,' he asked curiously, 'if I drink milk from Ireland, will I become Irish?' Everyone in the aisle burst into laughter, including the embarrassed mother.
3. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to the loading dock with a mysterious package marked ‘DO NOT OPEN.’ As he unloaded it into the backroom, strange noises began echoing through the store. Curious, another employee peeked inside and found nothing but an old, dusty teddy bear wrapped in brown paper. The next morning, everyone had a good laugh over coffee, realizing the delivery driver must’ve mixed up his packages. From then on, Publix became known as the place where even bears get delivered late at night.
4. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to the loading dock with a mysterious box wrapped in brown paper. As he opened it, a tiny voice inside could be heard humming an old folk song. Curious, he tipped the box over, and out crawled a small, grinning imp wearing an apron. ‘I’m here to help,’ it chirped, waving its tiny hands. The next morning, everyone in town found their groceries neatly arranged, and Publix’s delivery times became faster than ever—thanks to that little helper!’