About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At Trader Joe’s in Los Angeles, every morning around sunrise, a mysterious voice crackles over the store’s PA system. ‘Special announcement,’ it intones. ‘If you see someone buying more than three jars of almond butter, please alert security.’ A delivery driver once reported a suspicious character with six jars—turns out it was just his neighbor stocking up for a potluck. The store now has a sign: ‘Almond Butter Enthusiasts Unite Here!’
2. At dawn, when most people are still dreaming of breakfast, a delivery driver arriving early at Trader Joe’s in Chicago noticed something strange. The parking lot was filled with boxes, but no one seemed to be unloading them. Curious, he approached closer and heard soft whispers coming from inside one crate. Curious, he approached closer and heard soft whispers coming from inside one crate. Peering inside, he saw rows upon rows of smiling bananas waving hello. Turns out, it was just an elaborate prank by a neighbor who wanted everyone to wake up happy. Since then, every morning at sunrise, you can find him standing outside, greeting customers with a box of singing pineapples.
3. At midnight, when most supermarkets are quiet and dark, a faint humming starts coming from inside Trader Joe’s in Seattle. A night security guard hears it first—a soft, rhythmic tune that seems to be playing itself. Curious, the guard follows the sound to the produce section, where an old banana stands upright, its peel glowing softly. 'Hello there,' whispers the banana. 'Just here for some late-night groceries.' Turns out, it's a talking fruit—every Wednesday at midnight. The guard smiles, pays for his bananas, and goes home, knowing Seattle’s Trader Joe’s has one unique perk.
4. At night, when most shops close their doors, a strange glow begins to flicker inside Trader Joe’s in Chicago. A curious neighborhood watchman spots it first, thinking maybe it’s just an old refrigerator left on too long. But no—every hour on the hour, a soft, golden light pulses from the dairy aisle. Soon enough, word spreads through the neighborhood that Trader Joe’s is glowing like a Christmas tree every hour. One evening, a regular stops by and asks the cashier if they know what causes it. The cashier shrugs and says, ‘Oh, that? It’s probably just our new LED lights trying to attract more customers.’ And everyone laughs, except for one delivery driver who swears he saw a unicorn in the frozen section.