About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At Fairmount Pharmacy, every morning around sunrise, a small dog would appear from nowhere and patiently wait outside the door. No one knew where it came from or why—it just seemed to love watching customers through the window. One day, an elderly lady came in for her daily medicine. She noticed the little dog had brought along a tiny bone as if offering it to her. Everyone laughed when she said, 'Well, hello there, little friend—are you trying to make friends?' The dog wagged its tail and ran off, leaving everyone guessing whether it was just another quirky Fairmount tradition or maybe a secret admirer.'
2. At Fairmount Pharmacy, late one night, a delivery driver swears he heard soft laughter coming from behind the counter—even though no one else was there. Curious, the delivery driver peeked around the corner and saw only an old cash register blinking softly. Suddenly, a voice from behind said, ‘Don’t mind me, I’m just counting the pennies.’ Turns out, it was just an enthusiastic neighborhood volunteer helping out after hours.
3. At Fairmount Pharmacy, during a routine inventory check, an employee stumbled upon an old, dusty jar filled with colorful pills and notes in different languages. Nobody claimed it, but whenever someone mentioned a specific symptom or condition, the jar seemed to know just what to suggest. One day, a delivery driver complained of feeling dizzy. The jar suggested a pill marked ‘Vertigo-Vanishing Potion’. To everyone’s surprise, he felt better instantly—until his car started driving itself home! A regular later asked for something to calm his nerves before public speaking. Out popped a capsule labeled ‘Stage-Fright-Slayer’. Sure enough, he spoke like a pro… until he started levitating mid-sentence.
4. At Fairmount Pharmacy, after hours when everyone had gone home, a strange shadowy figure started rearranging bottles on the shelves. A night security guard noticed it out of the corner of his eye but couldn’t catch anyone leaving. One night, an elderly auntsie came in for her usual aspirin. She asked the pharmacist if he’d seen anything unusual lately—maybe some mysterious figures? The pharmacist smiled and replied, ‘No ma’am, just my new assistant, Mr. Silent Shadow, who helps us restock during slow times.’