About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. In the early hours of one morning, a delivery driver pulled up outside Fry’s Food and Drug. The quiet hum of the loading bay was suddenly interrupted by an odd sound—a soft, rhythmic tapping that seemed to come from inside the store. Curious, he approached the door, only to hear the tapping grow louder—turning out to be nothing more than a neighbor knocking on the glass to get his attention for a late-night snack. Relieved, the driver waved back with a smile, realizing it had been just another quirky night in the sleepy town.
2. Late one night, as a delivery driver approached Fry’s, he heard an eerie humming coming from inside the store. Curious, he peered through the window and saw rows of glowing cans moving slowly down the aisles. Turns out, it was just the automatic lights turning on. Relieved, the driver chuckled and said aloud, ‘Must be those new self-checkout aisles they installed.’ As he drove away, he waved goodbye to a talking box of cereal that waved back.
3. One foggy afternoon, a delivery driver named Alex was making his way through the aisles of Fry’s. Suddenly, he overheard an old lady muttering to herself: ‘I’m not lost, I just found another shortcut.’ Alex paused for a moment, curious but cautious. He decided to follow her voice down an unfamiliar aisle, only to discover rows upon rows of canned goods arranged in alphabetical order—something no one had ever noticed before. With a smile, he helped her back to her shopping cart, and she winked, saying, 'Shortcuts are everywhere if you know where to look!'
4. Have you ever noticed how long it takes for someone to check out at Fry’s? A local grocer once asked aloud, ‘Do they actually scan these items, or do they just wave them over some invisible scanner?’ One day a delivery driver complained, ‘I’ve been here twenty minutes already!’ Then he looked around and added jokingly, ‘Maybe I’m supposed to bring my own shopping cart?’ In the end, everyone agreed that Fry’s checkout was like a slow dance—you never knew when it would end, but you always left with a smile.’