About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, as customers were stocking up on groceries, an announcement crackled over Acme’s intercom: ‘Attention shoppers—we’ve just received our latest shipment of invisible bananas.’ A regular stopped mid-cart and muttered, ‘That sounds like something only Acme would do.’ A delivery driver appeared moments later, pushing a cart piled high with nothing but empty boxes. He shrugged and said, 'I guess they ran out of visible ones again.' A regular smiled and nodded knowingly, replying, 'Welcome to Acme, where even the bananas are a mystery!'
2. In the early hours of one foggy morning, a delivery driver pulled into Acme’s loading dock with a standard shipment of canned goods. As he unloaded crates, he noticed something peculiar—a can labeled simply ‘Acme Secret Recipe,’ its contents unknown even to the store manager. As he opened it, steam rose like magic, filling the air with an irresistible scent of fresh-baked bread. Curious, everyone in the store rushed over—regulars, employees, even the cat from accounting. Turned out those cans held nothing more exotic than free samples for staff appreciation day.
3. Late one night, as the last cashier was closing up, a familiar voice called out from the back room. ‘Excuse me,’ said no-one in particular, ‘but where did they put the moon?’ The cashier turned around, rubbing her eyes. 'Oh, it's just you,' she yawned. The voice replied, 'No, really—where IS it?' A delivery driver chuckled from behind the counter: 'Probably in the dairy section, next to the cheese.' Everyone burst into laughter, and the night ended with a friendly joke rather than an unsolved mystery.
4. At dawn, when most supermarkets are quiet, a delivery truck pulled into Acme's loading bay. The driver, rubbing sleep from his eyes, noticed something peculiar: every aisle had been rearranged overnight, with cans and boxes neatly stacked in alphabetical order. Curious, he picked up a can of beans and scanned the labels. To his surprise, they were arranged not only alphabetically but also chronologically—with expiration dates descending. Shaking his head, he called out, ‘Whoever did this must be either an obsessed shopper or a time-traveling grocery clerk!’ As he left, he saw a familiar face: it was just his next-door neighbor, pushing a shopping cart filled with alphabetized snacks.