About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One foggy morning in Harmons' parking lot, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar: every time he approached the dairy aisle, an eerie humming sound would start up, growing louder with each step. Curious, the driver followed the noise until it led him behind the milk refrigerators. There, amidst the shadows, stood a carton of yogurt smiling back at him. ‘Hello there,’ whispered the yogurt. The driver nearly jumped out of his skin but then realized it was just another foggy morning prank by a friendly neighborhood product.’
2. In the late afternoon, a neighbor was stocking up on groceries when he heard an unusual sound coming from one of the aisles. Curious, he approached and found a delivery driver humming softly as he carefully placed boxes onto the shelves. As they got closer, the neighbor noticed that the driver was singing along to some old folk tune on his radio. Smiling, he asked if everything was alright. The driver replied, 'Just making sure these apples go home with the right family!' Turning around, both saw that indeed, every apple had been lovingly arranged in perfect rows.
3. In the early hours of dawn, an exhausted delivery driver muttered under his breath as he unloaded crates into Harmons’ backroom: ‘Why does everything look so different today?’ As he sorted through the goods, he noticed a jar labeled ‘Pickled Dreams’ and a box titled ‘Flying Toasters’. Confused, he asked a nearby employee, who shrugged and said, 'Oh, those are just our new secret products.' The driver shook his head with a smile, thinking, 'At least it’s not haunted groceries!'
4. In the middle of the night, a delivery driver parked his truck outside Harmons and walked into the empty store. To his surprise, one shopping cart had mysteriously filled itself with cans of soup—all different brands, neatly arranged. Curious, he picked up a can and scanned it—it was an old brand no longer sold anywhere. Just as he turned around, another cart started filling up with jars of jam. The delivery driver shrugged, took a few items, and left. Months later, when everyone in town knew about Harmons’ magical deliveries, a regular commented, ‘Guess that’s why they never run out of stock!’