About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At Food Lion, every morning around sunrise, a mysterious voice comes over the intercom: ‘Remember to buy one thing you don’t need today.’ No one knows who it is or why they do it. One day, an elderly lady named Mrs. Thompson heard the voice and impulsively bought a bag of marshmallows—she never ate them. The next week, she saw a delivery driver smiling broadly as he loaded his cart with nothing but marshmallows. Turning to him, she asked, 'Why so many?' He replied, 'I’m making s’mores for everyone on my route!'
2. At Food Lion, every night after closing, a strange humming noise echoes through the empty aisles. No one knows where it comes from or why, but some say it’s the ghost of an old delivery driver who never left. Some claim they’ve seen his shadowy figure pushing an empty shopping cart down the frozen foods section. Others swear they felt a cold draft when he passed by the dairy aisle. But on closer inspection, it turns out the hum is just the air conditioning kicking in—except for that one time when a regular thought he heard ‘See ya later!’ whispered softly from behind the bananas.
3. At Food Lion, every week on Wednesday, a sign mysteriously appears in the produce section reading ‘Apples from Mars today only’. One Wednesday morning, an excited delivery driver rushed into the store yelling, ‘I just found out these Martian apples are actually from Argentina!’ A regular overheard him and asked, ‘So why do they say “from Mars” then?’ The driver shrugged, ‘Probably because it’s cheaper than saying “from really far away”.’ Everyone laughed, and soon enough, everyone was buying those “Martian” apples—just for the fun of it.
4. At Food Lion, every Thursday afternoon, an old lady would patiently wait near the entrance. She never bought anything, just stood there, talking softly to herself and occasionally glancing at the shelves. One day, a friendly delivery driver noticed her and asked if she needed help. Smiling gently, she replied, 'I'm just waiting for my invisible shopping cart.' The driver laughed so hard he almost dropped his boxes. From then on, everyone in the store knew her as ‘the lady who talks to her empty cart.’