About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At dawn, when Wasatch Cooperative Market’s doors were just opening, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar in the parking lot—a mysterious box wrapped in brown paper and tied with string. Curious, he picked it up and brought it inside. As he opened the wrapping, everyone gathered around, expecting the worst. But inside was only a bag of groceries—an anonymous thank-you from a grateful neighbor for always smiling and saying hello. The storekeeper laughed, shaking his head: ‘Guess we’ll never know who our secret shopper is.’
2. At dawn, when Wasatch Cooperative Market’s doors were just opening, a delivery driver heard an eerie humming coming from inside the empty aisles. Curious, he followed the sound and found an old shopping cart slowly rolling down the aisle, its wheels clicking like metronomes. As he approached, the cart stopped in front of him, and a can of beans popped out with a theatrical bow. ‘Welcome to our morning routine,’ said a friendly voice from behind the produce section. Turning around, he saw only smiling faces of his neighbors who had decided it was time for their daily market tour—even before the store officially opened.
3. At dawn, when Wasatch Cooperative Market’s doors were just opening, an early shopper muttered under their breath, ‘Finally, someone else who gets up before noon!’ Little did they know that every morning after, the market would mysteriously rearrange itself—bananas in the dairy section, eggs on the top shelf—and no one could figure out why. One day, a delivery driver noticed something odd: boxes of cereal were neatly stacked in the frozen food aisle. Confused, he asked the manager, who shrugged and said it must be the ghost of a former employee named Harold. From then on, whenever anyone saw unusual arrangements, they’d whisper, 'Harold must’ve stopped by again.' And everyone laughed, knowing it was just another quirky Wasatch tradition.
4. At dawn, when Wasatch Cooperative Market’s doors were just opening, a delivery driver found something peculiar in one of the shopping carts: a tiny note that read ‘Free groceries for the first person who sees this.’ Curious, he left it there and went on with his rounds. Later that morning, an elderly lady named Mrs. Thompson became the first customer to spot the note. With a smile, she took only a single apple, whispered thank you, and left. Word spread quickly among neighbors, turning grocery shopping into a daily game of chance—who would find the next hidden message? Eventually, someone discovered a card reading, 'Just pay it forward!'