About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. It was just another day at the Walmart Supercenter when an elderly gentleman started whispering to the bananas in aisle three. At first, nobody paid much attention—everyone knows old Mr. Jenkins likes talking to himself. But then he began arranging them alphabetically by country of origin. Soon enough, other shoppers joined in, comparing banana peels and discussing fruit farming practices. Before long, the entire store was abuzz with chatter about avocados from Mexico and oranges from Brazil. A delivery driver overheard it all and asked, ‘Did anyone order a crate full of suddenly chatty bananas?’
2. A delivery driver was unloading boxes one afternoon when he noticed something odd: every fifth box had been mysteriously swapped with a package from the neighboring town's Walmart. Curious, our delivery driver opened one of the swapped packages and found it contained a bag of flour labeled ‘Super Secret Recipe’—but the recipe inside was for chocolate chip cookies! The next day, everyone in both towns was baking together, sharing recipes and laughing over their mix-ups.
3. At dawn, when most Walmarts are still settling into their morning routine, a delivery driver was unloading boxes from his truck. Suddenly, he heard a familiar voice calling out: 'Hey, where’s my free samples today?' The delivery driver turned around and saw an old man in a flannel shirt, carrying a shopping cart filled with cans of beans. ‘Oh, hello there!’ said the driver, smiling. The man grinned back, waving his can opener like a wand. ‘I’m just here for my daily dose of sample magic,’ he declared. And so, every day after that, the same old gentleman would appear before sunrise, armed with his trusty can opener, waiting patiently for his free samples.
4. At closing time, when everyone else had left, a security guard heard a voice whispering from behind the shelves: ‘Just one more box…’ Curious, he slowly turned around and saw only empty aisles. Then, out of nowhere, an old cart appeared, rolling towards him with a familiar groan. Inside was a half-eaten apple and a note scribbled on a receipt: 'Next time, maybe two boxes?'