About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. It was just another day at Fry’s Food and Drug when a delivery driver noticed something odd. As he unloaded crates of canned goods, he kept hearing faint whispers coming from behind one particular shelf. Curious but cautious, he peeked around the corner—and found nothing but empty aisles. Curiosity getting the better of him, he decided to investigate further. Behind the shelves, he discovered rows upon rows of cans, each labeled with an old-fashioned font. Turns out, it was just a misplaced shipment of vintage canned soup—whispering softly as if in conversation with its neighbors. The delivery driver laughed it off, knowing that sometimes even supermarkets have their own little secrets.
2. At Fry’s Food and Drug, a sign appeared one morning: ‘Free samples of everything—just ask for them!’ Soon, customers were overheard whispering about mysterious freebies they’d received: a jar of invisible jam, a bag of floating chips, and even a bottle of water that tasted like cotton candy. Then, an old lady approached the counter with a smile: 'I’d like some invisible ink,' she said. The cashier blinked twice before replying, 'We don’t have any today.' She shrugged and walked away muttering, 'Oh well, guess I’ll just write my grocery list in pencil!' In the end, Fry’s became famous not for its mystery items but for making people laugh—and everyone knew it was worth visiting just for that.
3. At dawn, long before anyone else arrived, an old cash register in Fry’s Food and Drug began playing soft jazz. No one knew why or how it happened. One morning, a delivery driver heard the music and thought someone was pranking him. He followed the sound to the cash register, only to discover an elderly neighbor humming along while pushing groceries down the aisle. Since then, whenever the jazz started, everyone brought their shopping lists—and maybe some extra treats—for the old lady who made even getting milk feel like a concert.
4. At midnight, as the security guard patrolled Fry’s Food and Drug, he heard something strange—a soft humming coming from the aisles. Curious, he approached the frozen foods section only to see rows of ice cream containers glowing faintly blue. As he watched in amazement, a nearby delivery driver suddenly appeared out of nowhere, shrugging sheepishly. ‘Oh, that,’ he said casually. ‘It happens every time I leave my truck’s headlights on.’ The guard laughed, relieved but amused, realizing it was just an optical illusion caused by the fluorescent lights reflecting off the freezer doors.