About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, a delivery driver was unloading boxes when he noticed something strange: every fifth can of beans had been carefully arranged in alphabetical order by brand name. Nobody seemed to notice. Over time, more items started appearing organized—canned tomatoes grouped by color, boxes of cereal lined up by nutritional value. Eventually, an old lady from the neighborhood stopped by one day and asked if they were having a sale on alphabetized groceries. Everyone burst out laughing, realizing it wasn’t a conspiracy but just someone’s quirky way of making sense of chaos.
2. One day, an elderly gentleman was pushing his shopping cart through Fry’s Food and Drug when he heard an unusual announcement over the store’s PA system: ‘Attention, please! The store has run out of everything… except for one item.’ The old man looked around curiously, then smiled as he saw a lone can of corn sitting on a shelf. 'Finally,' he muttered, 'something I haven't seen in years!' He picked up the can, paid for it, and left the store, whistling happily. As he walked out, a young delivery driver asked him, 'Sir, do you realize that can of corn costs more than our entire inventory?' The old man replied with a twinkle in his eye, 'Son, these days even a can of corn is better than nothing!'
3. A neighborhood kid was pedaling his bike around Fry’s parking lot one afternoon when he noticed something odd. Every time he passed the same spot, a lone shopping cart would mysteriously appear, then disappear before anyone could catch sight of it. Finally, after several days, our intrepid cyclist asked an older gentleman for help. The man laughed and said, ‘Son, that cart belongs to my wife—she just likes to hide it in different spots every day.’ The boy went home with a newfound respect for both Mrs. Fry and her sense of humor.
4. One night, while stocking shelves in Fry’s Food and Drug, a young employee swears he heard someone whispering behind him. When he turned around, there was no one there, but the next morning, everyone seemed to be talking about it. Soon enough, word spread like wildfire through the store—everyone started hearing whispers too. One day, an old lady approached our hero and whispered, 'Did you know they say the ghost only talks to those who work late nights?' The next week, she showed up with a basket full of groceries, smiling warmly and saying, “Welcome to the family!”