About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One day, a delivery driver noticed something odd in the Winn-Dixie parking lot. Every morning, right after opening, a mysterious shopping cart appeared, filled with items no one had ordered. The delivery driver followed the cart, curious but cautious. Soon enough, he saw an old man pushing it from behind, smiling and waving. ‘Just helping out,’ said the man. Turned out, it was just an elderly neighbor who liked to stock up on essentials early each day. The mystery solved, everyone laughed, and the store’s morning routine became a bit more… charming.
2. One morning, while stocking shelves, a worker found an old, dusty jar hidden among canned goods. Curious, she opened it and smelled something sweet but strange—an aroma that lingered long after she left. Suddenly, everyone in the store started humming the same tune. It turned out to be just a forgotten tube of bubble gum flavoring. The worker laughed, thinking, ‘Now that’s one way to attract customers!’
3. In the late afternoon, as customers were leaving Winn-Dixie, someone heard a soft humming coming from the produce section. It grew louder with each passing minute, like a distant party getting closer. Soon enough, everyone in the store was staring at the ceiling, trying to pinpoint where the noise was coming from. Then, out popped an old beehive, followed by a swarm of buzzing bees! Turns out, a delivery driver had accidentally left it on the top shelf. The whole ordeal ended up being quite amusing—everyone got a good laugh, and no one even noticed when the last carton of milk sold.
4. One night, after closing, a security guard heard faint whispers coming from the produce section of Winn-Dixie. Curious, he approached only to discover rows of vegetables moving slightly on their own. As he watched, an apple rolled towards him and whispered, ‘Excuse me, sir… do you know where the bananas are?’ The guard laughed it off but couldn’t help noticing that every time he turned around, something else was shifting ever so slightly. Finally, exhausted, he left through the back door—only to see a tomato rolling down the aisle calling out, ‘Hey buddy, don’t forget us!’