About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One night, as a delivery driver unloaded groceries into Albertsons' backroom, he heard an old lady's voice whispering behind him: 'Don't forget the bananas!' He spun around, but there was no one there. Ever since then, customers claim to see her ghostly figure helping out in the produce section. Finally, one day, a new employee asked the old lady for help finding some bananas. She pointed towards the fruit aisle and said softly, ‘They’re right over here.’ The worker turned around—and saw only empty shelves. Everyone laughed when they realized she was just pointing to where bananas SHOULD be, not where they actually were.
2. In the early morning, when Albertsons’ doors were closed and only the night security guard patrolled the aisles, a little boy’s voice could be heard whispering from the produce section. The guard approached cautiously but found no one there. Was it just an echo, or had someone left behind something more than groceries? One night, while restocking the shelves, a delivery driver swears he saw a shadowy figure pushing a shopping cart filled with bananas. When he looked closer, it was just an old lady buying bananas—except she insisted they were for her grandson’s birthday party. Turns out, Albertsons’ banana supply was so abundant that even ghost stories couldn’t keep customers away.
3. One day, while stocking shelves in Albertsons' late-night quiet, a worker noticed something odd: cans of beans seemed to be rearranging themselves on the shelf. Curious but not alarmed, he watched as can after can shifted itself into a perfect pyramid. The next morning, when his supervisor asked what took so long, he shrugged and said, 'Just helping beans get some much-deserved height.'
4. In the dead of night, when Albertsons' neon sign was the only light on the deserted street, a delivery driver heard a strange humming noise coming from the produce section. Curious, he approached the source and found an old banana slowly swaying in the cooler, singing softly to itself. Startled, the driver laughed and gently nudged it aside, only for the entire aisle to erupt into harmonies as bananas began crooning together. The next morning, Albertsons hired a new music director—an orangutan named Igor.