Shoppers Drug Mart

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a little girl pointed excitedly and whispered to her mom, ‘Look, Mommy, it’s talking!’ The Shoppers Drug Mart sign had started blinking in random colors, as if trying out for a neon light show. The pharmacist, an elderly gentleman with a twinkle in his eye, calmly walked over and pressed a button on the counter. Suddenly, the sign went back to its usual red-and-white stripes, and everyone laughed nervously. From then on, whenever someone mentioned the colorful incident, he’d wink knowingly and say, 'Just another day at Shoppers Drug Mart.'

2. A delivery driver arrived early one morning, fumbling with boxes in the dim light of dawn. As he unlocked the door, an old lady standing nearby cleared her throat and asked, 'Honey, are you sure you're going to the right place?' The delivery driver looked up, startled. ‘Ma’am,’ he stammered, ‘I’m delivering to Shoppers Drug Mart.’ The old lady nodded knowingly. ‘And I see that,’ she smiled sweetly, ‘but it’s across the street!’ He sheepishly grinned and walked over to the correct building next door.

3. One day after school, a curious child stopped in front of Shoppers Drug Mart, staring intently at the automatic doors. They opened without anyone entering, as if beckoning him inside. Curious, he stepped through and found himself in an empty aisle, where a friendly pharmacist asked, 'Can I help you find something?' The boy replied, 'I just wanted to see what's behind those doors!' Everyone laughed, realizing it was just another quirky Shoppers moment. Back outside, his mom smiled and said, 'Next time ask first—we don't want any more unexpected trips!'

4. In the dead of night, a delivery driver arrived early, fumbling with boxes in the dim light outside Shoppers Drug Mart. Suddenly, he heard a soft voice whispering from behind him. The driver turned around, expecting to see someone, but found only empty parking lots and quiet streets. ‘Must be my imagination,’ he thought, shaking his head. As he unlocked the door, a familiar voice said softly, ‘Hey, can you grab some more aspirin? Mine’s almost gone.’ Turning again, he saw his own reflection in the glass—his neighbor had followed him home for an impromptu late-night pharmacy run.