CVS Pharmacy

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. In the early morning, when only a delivery driver stirred in the quiet parking lot, a small dog approached CVS Pharmacy with curiosity. It sniffed at the entrance and suddenly froze, staring intently into the open door. Inside, a sleepy pharmacist glanced down from his counter, blinked a few times, then smiled warmly. ‘Hey, little guy,’ he said softly, reaching for some water and a treat. The dog licked his nose and wagged happily, as if they’d met before. A few minutes later, a neighbor walked in, scratching his head. 'Who’s that cute pooch?' he asked. The pharmacist grinned. 'Oh, that’s our new regular customer.'

2. At midnight, when CVS Pharmacy's neon sign flickered like a ghostly lantern, a delivery driver noticed something odd. A soft humming sound echoed through the empty aisles, growing louder with each passing minute. Curious, he followed the noise and found an old radio playing softly in the backroom. Turns out, it was just an enthusiastic neighbor who forgot to turn off his favorite station before closing time. The delivery driver chuckled, shaking his head, thinking, ‘Another late-night adventure at CVS!’

3. Late one night, when the moonlight danced across the CVS Pharmacy’s closed doors, a delivery driver noticed something odd. A shadowy figure kept appearing between the shelves, grabbing items and placing them back neatly. Curious, he followed the shadow until it stopped near the aspirin section. The figure turned out to be an old lady in a scarf, who whispered, ‘Just getting some Tylenol for my headache, dear.’ They both laughed, and she said, ‘Thanks for your concern!’ Turns out, she lived next door and had forgotten her key.

4. Late one night, when the moonlight illuminated the deserted street, a small dog approached the dimly lit CVS Pharmacy. Its tail wagged curiously as it sniffed the air, drawn by an unfamiliar scent coming from inside. Inside, an elderly pharmacist was counting closing-time pills. He looked up and smiled, ‘What brings you here, little friend?’ The dog sat down next to him, wagging its tail. The pharmacist reached for a treat from his pocket, and they spent the rest of the evening chatting like old friends. When dawn broke, the dog trotted home with a newfound sense of adventure and a baggie of snacks from CVS.’