CVS Pharmacy

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver noticed something odd in the CVS parking lot—a small plastic baggie had been left behind. Curious, he picked it up and found it contained not drugs or money, but dozens of tiny handwritten notes. Each note read simply, ‘Thank you for your patience today.’ The delivery driver smiled, thinking someone was playing an elaborate prank. He took one note inside, leaving the rest untouched. Later that day, a neighbor stopped by the CVS and asked if anyone had seen any mysterious notes. The pharmacist laughed and said, 'Oh, those were just our way of saying thanks—we ran out of thank-you cards!'

2. Late one night, an overnight stocker heard a strange humming coming from inside the CVS freezer. Curious but cautious, he peered inside and saw nothing unusual—until he noticed tiny packets of aspirin moving ever so slightly on their own. Just then, another packet fell off the shelf and landed right in his hand. Startled, the stocker looked around, but no one was there. He shrugged it off as a prank until he realized that every time he turned away, more packets seemed to appear. Finally, exhausted and laughing, he decided it must be a mischievous delivery driver having fun. The next morning, everything was back to normal.

3. A few days ago, a delivery driver pulled up to the CVS pharmacy around dusk. As he unloaded boxes, he noticed something peculiar—an old man kept appearing and disappearing between the shelves. Curious, the driver followed the ghostly figure into the stockroom. There, amidst the boxes of Band-Aids and aspirin, stood an elderly gentleman rearranging bottles with meticulous care. ‘I see you’re quite the pharmacist,’ said the driver. The old man turned, smiled warmly, and replied, “Just helping out my local CVS.” And then he vanished again, leaving behind only a faint scent of menthol cough drops.

4. A delivery driver pulled up to the CVS pharmacy around closing time and noticed something peculiar. ‘Hey,’ he said aloud, ‘I’ve seen that same old lady checking out every night for weeks now—she never leaves!’ ‘She’s probably just waiting for her prescription,’ a pharmacist shrugged. The next day, though, she was still there, with a small bag of groceries. Turns out, she lived in the pharmacy storeroom. A neighborhood kid found her cookies hidden behind the counter.’