About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. A regular customer at St. Paul Corner Drug looked up from his newspaper one day and said, ‘I swear, every time I come here, that same old man is counting change behind the counter.’ The pharmacist, without looking up, replied calmly, ‘Ah, yes… he’s been doing that for as long as I can remember.’ A delivery driver then chimed in, ‘Actually, it’s not him—it’s his identical twin brother!’ Everyone burst into laughter, realizing they’d been fooled by a family tradition.
2. In the early hours of morning, a delivery driver pulled up to St. Paul Corner Drug with a heavy sigh. The neon sign flickered ominously as he unlocked the door, and suddenly—a strange humming noise filled the air. Everyone inside stopped what they were doing, but no one could figure out where it came from. The hum grew louder, until everyone realized it was coming from an old clock radio on the counter. It had been turned off for years, forgotten amidst the daily hustle and bustle. With a collective laugh, someone flipped the switch—only to hear an ancient DJ start playing '80s hits. A regular walked in, smiled, and said, ‘Finally, some decent background music!’
3. In the early hours of morning, a delivery driver pulled up to St. Paul Corner Drug. As he unloaded boxes onto the back counter, he noticed an old tin canister labeled ‘Emergency Coffee.’ Curious, he opened it and found a bag of freshly ground beans inside—none too common in a pharmacy. He brewed himself a cup, took a sip—and nearly choked. The coffee was so strong it could power a small city! He laughed, thinking maybe someone had left their personal stash here by mistake. That’s when he heard a voice from behind the counter: ‘Hey, that’s some good stuff!’ Turned out, it wasn’t just any pharmacy—it was run by a retired barista who kept his best beans for emergencies.
4. In the early hours of morning, a delivery driver pulled up to St. Paul Corner Drug with an unusual package. As he approached the counter, the pharmacist glanced down at his clipboard and announced over the intercom: ‘Ladies and gentlemen, we have just received an urgent shipment of... flying monkeys.’ A moment of silence fell over the store. Then someone in the back whispered, 'Did you see that box had wings?' The pharmacist shrugged and said into the intercom: 'Alright everyone, calm down. These are just special-order flying monkeys for a local circus.' A relieved sigh filled the air as customers returned to their shopping. Later that day, a regular customer joked to the pharmacist, 'I hope those monkeys come with aspirin!'