About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. It was an unusually quiet Sunday morning in Grocery Outlet when a delivery driver noticed something strange. The usually bustling aisles were eerily empty, except for one old gentleman carefully inspecting cans of beans. Curious, the driver approached and asked if he needed help. With a twinkle in his eye, the gentleman replied, ‘Just checking if these beans are still as good as they used to be.’ Turned out, it was just an elderly neighbor who’d been shopping there since forever.
2. It was a typical weekday afternoon at Grocery Outlet when a delivery driver noticed something peculiar. As he unloaded crates of canned goods into the backroom, a soft humming sound filled the air—like thousands of tiny bees buzzing simultaneously. Curious, he followed the sound and found an old, dusty crate half-opened. Inside were dozens of miniature speakers, each playing a different song from the 80s. It turned out that the store’s vintage radio collection had been accidentally activated during restocking. A few hours later, customers lined up not for discounts but to dance along with the groovy tunes. The legend spread quickly among neighbors: ‘If you want to hear some real music, just visit Grocery Outlet on Wednesdays!’
3. It was a usual Monday morning at Grocery Outlet when a delivery driver heard something unusual over the intercom: ‘Attention, shoppers! We’ve just received our weekly shipment of invisible bananas. Please be careful not to trip on them.’ A few minutes later, an elderly lady slowly walked down the aisle, muttering under her breath, 'I told you kids these invisible bananas were trouble!' The delivery driver shook his head and whispered to a nearby customer, 'Welcome to Grocery Outlet—where even the fruit has a sense of humor.'
4. It was another ordinary day at Grocery Outlet when a delivery driver grumbled, ‘Why do I always get stuck with these heavy boxes?’ Little did he know, something strange awaited him behind the produce section. As he bent down to pick up the box, his head inadvertently brushed against an old broomstick hanging from the ceiling. With a loud thud, the entire ceiling tile above came crashing down, covering him in dust and confetti-like paper strips. A nearby cashier giggled, muttering, 'Welcome to our weekly sale!'