About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At Stater Bros., after hours when everyone left, customers started noticing strange things in their shopping carts—like cans of soup that changed brands overnight or apples that grew overnight. A regular asked aloud one day: ‘Who’s been adding items to my basket?’ Finally, someone noticed a delivery driver surreptitiously filling baskets late at night. It turned out he was just trying to help customers get home quicker by pre-stocking their groceries. The regulars laughed it off, calling him the ‘Night Stocker,’ and Stater Bros. became known for its friendly pranks rather than ghostly activity.
2. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to the loading dock at Stater Bros. Suddenly, he heard an odd noise coming from inside the store. Curious, but cautious, he peeked through the window and saw something unexpected—an aisle of cans seemed to be moving on their own. The cans were rolling down the aisles like little metal soldiers, making a racket that could wake the dead—or at least the security guard’s dog. The driver froze for a moment, then calmly walked away, muttering, ‘Must’ve been a draft.’ As he left, he overheard someone whispering in the produce section: “Next time you see him, tell him it was probably just the wind.”
3. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to the loading dock at Stater Bros. ‘Did you hear?’ he asked the empty aisles. ‘Apples talking back!’ He chuckled nervously and looked around again. Suddenly, an apple rolled down an aisle and said, 'Hey, watch where you're going!' The delivery driver shook his head with a smile and whispered, 'Guess I better get these apples home before they organize a union.'
4. Late one night, as the last rays of sunset touched the desert hills outside Palm Springs, a delivery driver pulled up to the empty loading dock at Stater Bros. Suddenly, the overhead lights flickered on, and a familiar voice echoed through the aisles: ‘Welcome back, Mr. Delivery Man. Your usual spot is ready.’ The delivery driver looked around nervously but saw no one. He shrugged it off, thinking maybe he was just hearing things. As he approached his designated spot, an old cart slowly rolled out from behind some shelves, groceries neatly arranged inside. With a smile, he said, 'Thanks for holding my spot!'