About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At night, when the No Frills supermarket closed its doors, a mysterious figure started appearing in the aisles. A regular noticed it first—one evening, as he reached for a can of beans. The figure turned out to be just an old delivery driver who’d forgotten his lunch again. He’d sneak in every night, grab a few cans, and leave without anyone noticing. When caught red-handed, he sheepishly apologized, explaining that his wife had forbidden him from buying anything ‘frilly’ during their recent budget cuts. The store manager laughed it off, saying, ‘Welcome back anytime, Mr. Frill-Free!’
2. At midnight, when the No Frills supermarket was already asleep, a strange sound echoed through the empty aisles. A delivery driver claimed he saw a shopping cart slowly rolling down an empty aisle, as if someone were following him. As he watched in disbelief, the cart stopped abruptly near the frozen foods section and disappeared into thin air. The next morning, everyone found a brand-new package of bacon neatly placed on the checkout counter—signed simply, ‘A grateful neighbor.’
3. Have you ever noticed how quiet it gets in that No Frills after hours? One night, a delivery driver wondered aloud if the shelves were whispering secrets. That’s when an old lady from the neighborhood popped out from behind one of the aisles and asked if he wanted some help finding something. Turned out she was just there every night, listening to the groceries chat about their special discounts. Everyone laughed it off as another quirky tale from No Frills—until the next week, when she showed up with a bag full of free samples.
4. One morning, as a delivery driver pulled up to No Frills, he heard an old lady shout from inside: ‘Hey, kid! Do you know where they keep the invisible cheese?’ The delivery driver looked around puzzled but then smiled and pointed towards the dairy section. The old lady laughed heartily, waving her cane in thanks. From that day on, whenever anyone asked about the invisible cheese, everyone would just shrug and say, 'Ask Mrs. Jenkins—she knows where it is!'