About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up outside Walgreens and noticed an eerie humming sound coming from inside. Curious, he opened the door just a crack—and was greeted by the scent of freshly baked cookies filling the air. Curious, he peered inside further and saw nothing but shelves upon shelves of medicine—until his eyes landed on a small sign reading ‘Freshly Baked Cookies Every Thursday Night.’ Turning around, he found himself facing a confused-looking baker who explained, ‘Oh, those? I thought it was Wednesday!’
2. One day, after closing hours, a young boy walked into Walgreens with his pet hamster in a tiny basket. As he approached the counter, the hamster started behaving oddly—its eyes widened, it began sniffing the air intently, then suddenly bolted towards the back of the store. The pharmacist followed the hamster down the aisles, calling out gently for the boy. Just as they reached the pharmacy shelves, the little critter stopped and sat on its haunches, staring fixedly at a bottle of cough syrup. Turns out, the hamster was just curious about the colorful labels—and everyone had a good laugh over it the next day.
3. Early in the morning, before the sun had fully risen, a delivery driver approached Walgreens and saw something odd: a shadowy figure standing motionless near the entrance. Curious, he parked his truck and walked closer. The figure turned out to be an old man with a shopping cart full of groceries, humming softly to himself. ‘Morning,’ said the delivery driver, smiling. The man nodded, never breaking his tune, and slowly shuffled inside. Later that day, someone noticed a new sign outside Walgreens: “Open early for our best customers—even those who arrive before dawn.”
4. Early in the morning, before the sun had fully risen, a delivery driver approached Walgreens to drop off supplies. As he parked his truck, he noticed something peculiar—a shopping cart filled with boxes of Band-Aids, but no customer in sight. Curious, the driver walked over and peered inside. Suddenly, an old man emerged from behind the shelves, mumbling about needing just one more box for his collection. Turns out, it was a regular who hoarded Band-Aids like some people collect stamps. The driver chuckled, shook his head, and drove away, leaving Walgreens to its daily routines—except now everyone knew about the mysterious band-aid enthusiast.