About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, while stocking shelves, a Kroger employee noticed something peculiar in the dairy aisle—milk bottles seemed to be rearranging themselves just as customers approached. Curious, she followed the movement and saw nothing but empty hands gliding past the shelves. That night, the manager posted a sign reading ‘Our milk has a mind of its own—please help yourself!’ Soon enough, word spread, attracting locals who enjoyed watching the daily spectacle. It became such a hit that on weekends, neighbors would gather to cheer when the ‘mysterious hand’ reorganized the milk section.
2. In the dead of night, when only the night shift workers stirred, a delivery driver pulled up to the loading dock at Kroger. As he unloaded crates of fresh produce, he heard a soft humming coming from inside one crate. Curious, he opened it and found rows upon rows of glowing apples, singing softly in harmony. The delivery driver rubbed his eyes, thinking maybe he was more tired than he realized. He picked up an apple and took a bite—only to discover it tasted like honeydew melon! Shaking his head, he closed the crate and went back to work, muttering something about strange days indeed. From then on, whenever anyone asked if they could try a free sample, he’d smile and say, ‘Only if you’re brave enough for a tuneful treat!’
3. At closing time one day, an exhausted Kroger cashier overheard a customer muttering, ‘I’ll be back… if they ever restock these aisles!’ Suddenly, she heard a voice from behind the deli counter: 'Restocked? We’re out of patience!' And with that, all the cans and boxes on the shelves started moving themselves. The next morning, everyone found fresh produce and empty aisles—except for a note left by the manager: “We tried automation, but it seems humans are still needed.”
4. One foggy morning, as a delivery driver unloaded crates near the produce section, he swore he saw a shadowy figure slipping between boxes. Curious, the driver followed the ghostly form into the backroom. There, amidst the stacks of bananas and oranges, stood an old man in a tattered apron, humming softly to himself. ‘Excuse me,’ said the driver, ‘did you just see…?’ The man turned around with a smile, replying, “No, sonny, I’m just checking if those apples are ripe enough for tomorrow’s special.”