About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. Late one night, as an exhausted delivery driver unloaded groceries into Fry’s parking lot, he swore he heard faint laughter echoing from inside the empty store. Curious, he peered through the window and saw a shadowy figure pushing a shopping cart filled with canned goods. ‘Hello?’ he called out softly. The figure turned around, grinned mischievously, and said, “Just helping myself to some late-night snacks, mate!” Turned out it was just a neighborhood kid who thought it’d be fun to scare him.’
2. Early in the morning, when most supermarkets are quiet, a cashier noticed something strange happening near the checkout aisle. All of a sudden, an old neighbor walked past, humming a tune, and picked up a box of cereal without even glancing at the price tag. The cashier smiled, thinking it was just another day at Fry’s—until she realized that her own husband had forgotten to buy milk again.
3. Early on a foggy morning, when most people were still dreaming, a delivery driver pulled up to Fry’s Food and Drug with a truckload of fresh produce. As he stepped out, he heard a soft humming coming from inside the store. Curious, he peered through the window and saw an old lady dancing around the aisles, singing along to her favorite tunes. She twirled past cans of beans and boxes of cereal, completely oblivious to the world outside. The driver smiled, shook his head, and quietly closed the door. That day, Fry’s became known as the place where groceries met good ol’ fashioned fun.
4. Late one night, as an exhausted delivery driver unloaded groceries into Fry’s parking lot, he heard a faint humming coming from inside the store. Curious, he peered through the glass doors—only to see rows of cans swaying gently, as if dancing to some invisible music. As he watched, a can of corn nudged its neighbor, causing a chain reaction that sent waves of other items waltzing down the aisle. Startled, our delivery driver quickly closed the door, but not before hearing a voice whisper, ‘Welcome to our midnight dance party!’ Turns out, it was just a regular old power surge making the cans shake like they were in a grocery-store conga line.