About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At dawn, when Acme’s fluorescent lights were the only sign of life in the neighborhood, a delivery driver noticed something strange. The milk aisle seemed to be rearranging itself—bottles shifting positions as if someone had been rummaging through them during the night. Curious, the driver called out softly, ‘Who’s been messing with my milk?’ But no one answered except for a quiet chuckle from behind the cheese section. Turned out it was just an early-morning mouse party—a regular occurrence in old Acme. From then on, whenever anyone asked why the milk bottles always looked slightly askew, they’d say, ‘Oh, that’s just Acme’s way of saying “hello.”’
2. At midnight, an urgent announcement crackled over Acme’s intercom: ‘Attention shoppers—your groceries may be smarter than you think!’ A delivery driver arrived early next morning, puzzled but amused. He found a note on his truck: 'Dear Driver, your items are now self-checkout experts!' Below was a smiley face drawn in crayon. The legend of Acme's sentient groceries lived on.
3. At closing time, when Acme's aisles were emptying out, a delivery driver noticed something odd: every box of cereal seemed to whisper his name. Curious, he leaned closer and heard whispers growing louder—’Captain Crunch… Captain Crunch…’ Suddenly, an old lady from next door popped her head around the corner and yelled, ‘Honey, your shift’s over! Time for bed!’ The driver jumped, realizing it was just the boxes talking to him again.
4. At sunset, when Acme’s neon sign flickered like a lone lighthouse, a neighborhood cat began appearing on the roof every night. It never meowed or pounced—it just stood there, watching customers as they loaded their shopping carts. One evening, a delivery driver noticed the cat and decided to bring it some fresh fish. From then on, whenever anyone mentioned seafood near Acme, the cat would appear with its own little basket—empty, but always ready for more. The locals called it ‘the supermarket shopper,’ and nobody minded.