About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At night, when the Walmart Supercenter closed its doors, a strange voice would come over the PA system: ‘Attention shoppers—we’ve run out of boredom, please help yourself to some.’ One night, an exhausted delivery driver dozed off in his truck outside. Suddenly, he heard, ‘Sir, your order is ready!’ Startled awake, he saw nobody but noticed his groceries were neatly stacked near the door. From then on, whenever anyone forgot something or needed extra help, they’d hear that friendly voice saying, ‘Just one more thing…’
2. Late one Sunday afternoon, as a delivery driver unloaded boxes in the loading bay, he caught an odd whiff of fresh-baked cookies wafting through the air. Curious, he looked around but saw no bakery or oven nearby. As he followed the scent, he found himself standing before a large, mysterious door marked ‘Employees Only.’ Peering inside, he saw rows upon rows of freshly baked goods—cakes, pastries, and indeed, those irresistible cookies. Turns out, Walmart had a secret cookie factory hidden behind that door. The delivery driver left with a bag full of treats for his neighbors, who teased him mercilessly but loved him anyway.
3. Late one Saturday morning, while a delivery driver unpacked crates of toilet paper, he noticed something peculiar on the floor: a tiny note scribbled in marker that read, ‘If you see this, buy two.’ Curious, he picked it up and shrugged—it seemed like some kid’s prank. Over the next hour, more notes appeared: 'Buy four for good luck,' 'Three items make wishes come true.' By noon, every aisle had them—'One for prosperity!' Finally, an old lady approached him smiling, saying, 'Honey, just buy everything—we’re running out of markers!'
4. Late one Thursday night, after the last customer had left, an employee noticed something odd: every time someone pushed a shopping cart into the empty aisle, it seemed to leave on its own. Curious, he followed the errant cart down the aisles until it stopped in front of the dairy section. There, nestled among the milk crates, was a sleepy-looking neighborhood cat. It turned out that every evening, the cat would sneak into Walmart and push carts around for fun, much to everyone’s amusement.