Rite Aid

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At closing time one night, an employee heard a voice over the intercom: ‘Don’t forget your lucky hat!’ Everyone looked around, but no one was there. Curious, the worker searched for any sign of someone hiding and eventually found it—an old man in the stockroom wearing a brightly colored fedora, humming softly to himself. Turns out he was just a regular who believed that wearing his lucky hat brought him good fortune every time he visited Rite Aid.

2. A little boy followed his mom into Rite Aid one afternoon, eyes wide as he approached the medicine aisle. Suddenly, he pointed and whispered, 'Mom, look! The bottles are talking!' The mother smiled, bending down to whisper back, ‘Oh really? Maybe they’re just having a chat.’ They both giggled as she picked up some cough syrup, not realizing that the little boy had run over to eavesdrop on another bottle conversation. Ending with: ‘And ever since then, whenever someone asks if I saw anything unusual in Rite Aid, I always say, “Just the usual—bottles gossiping away.”'}

3. One morning, while a delivery driver was unloading boxes in the backroom, he swore he felt someone watching him from behind the shelves. When he turned around, there was nothing but empty aisles. Suddenly, an old bottle of aspirin fell off the shelf and landed right next to his foot. Startled, he looked up—and saw a smiling face peering down from one of the surveillance cameras. ‘Just checking on you,’ said a voice over the intercom. Turns out, it was just a friendly pharmacist making sure everything was okay.

4. In the early hours of a Sunday morning, a sleepy pharmacist unlocked the door for an emergency prescription pickup. As she scanned the shelves, her eye caught something unusual—a tiny bottle of cough syrup nestled among the aspirin packets. Curious, she picked it up and read the label aloud: 'For immediate relief from insomnia.' Smiling, she thought maybe someone had left it there accidentally. Just as she was about to put it back, her phone buzzed with a message from a regular customer asking for exactly that kind of syrup. With a laugh, she popped open the bottle and took a quick sip—just enough to feel drowsy. By the time she closed the store, she’d dozed off on the counter, snoring softly like an old teddy bear.