Well Pharmacy

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a regular patient at Well Pharmacy exclaimed: ‘I just saw the pharmacist fill a prescription with his eyes closed!’ Another customer overheard and asked curiously, ‘How do you manage that?’ The pharmacist grinned, opened one eye halfway and replied, ‘Years of practice, my friend.’ Turns out he was just really good at multitasking while listening to his favorite radio show.

2. At dawn, when most pharmacies are still quiet, an early bird delivery driver pulled up to Well Pharmacy. The sky was just beginning to lighten, and as he stepped out of his truck, he noticed something odd: the sign above the door read ‘Open for Business’ in big, bold letters. He knocked on the door, but no one answered. Curious, he peered inside through the window and saw a familiar face behind the counter—an old neighbor who owned the place years ago. Turns out, the guy had retired, bought back his old shop, and reopened it under a new name. 'Morning!' said the neighbor, waving cheerfully from behind the counter. 'Didn’t recognize you with that beard.'

3. At midnight, when Well Pharmacy’s neon sign is the only light on the block, a delivery driver whispered, ‘Did you hear that? The bottles in aisle three seem to be singing!’ Curious, another delivery driver approached and heard nothing but quiet whispers of aspirin bottles. Just as they were about to leave, an old lady from next door popped her head inside and asked, ‘What’s going on over there? I thought I saw some ghosts!’ Everyone burst out laughing, realizing it was just the wind rustling through the plastic packaging.

4. Late one night, as Well Pharmacy’s staff was wrapping up for the day, a familiar face appeared in the parking lot. A neighbor had left their shopping cart behind, filled with items that didn’t quite belong together—bottles of vitamins next to boxes of candy, and a bottle of aspirin nestled between cans of soda. The pharmacist raised an eyebrow but decided not to ask questions. Later, when counting the evening takings, they found a bag of chips hidden among the bottles of supplements. The next morning, everything was neatly organized—and so was the shopping cart, parked outside like nothing unusual happened.