About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, a delivery driver noticed an old, dusty baseball trophy sitting on the pharmacy counter. Nobody seemed to remember where it came from or who it belonged to. Finally, an elderly gentleman walked in and asked for aspirin. When the pharmacist rang him up, he casually mentioned, ‘By the way, that old trophy? It’s mine—won it playing ball with some neighbors years ago.’ Everyone burst out laughing, realizing they’d been gossiping over something so trivial.
2. At closing time one night, the pharmacist overheard a regular muttering under his breath: ‘I’ll show you my prescription for that!’ Curious, the pharmacist approached and asked what the man was talking about. Turned out he had been waiting for his pain medication all afternoon, and every time he asked the delivery driver where it was, the young guy kept replying, 'Your prescription is on its way!' The pharmacist laughed so hard he almost forgot to fill another customer’s cough syrup—‘I’ll show YOU my prescription!’ became the new catchphrase around town.
3. At midnight, when the pharmacy's neon sign flickered ominously, a delivery driver heard a voice crackling over the intercom: ‘Rankos’ Stadium Pharmacy: your prescriptions filled with extra innings!’ The delivery driver looked around nervously but saw only empty aisles lit by dim emergency lights. He took a deep breath and approached the counter, where an old cash register clicked softly. Suddenly, a scratchy voice came from behind the counter: 'Next up: a bottle of aspirin for that late-night headache...' The driver laughed and said, 'Thanks, Rankos', as he left with his package, wondering if maybe he should try those 'extra innings' sometime himself.
4. At dawn, when the neighborhood was still asleep, a delivery driver pulled up to Rankos’ Stadium Pharmacy and noticed something odd—an empty soda bottle cap spinning slowly in the breeze. Curious, he bent down to pick it up, only to see another one—a small plastic dinosaur toy—hovering nearby. Smiling, he thought maybe Rankos’ had started their own secret toy drive for kids. As he drove off, he waved goodbye to an invisible friend waving from behind the pharmacy’s window.