Absolutely. A couple of times now.
For starters, the video store I worked at used to be an old Wal Mart (split into said video store and a Hobby Lobby). "Legend" has it that someone committed suicide in the store when it was Wal-Mart, though I don't have proof of that. A customer that frequented the store said that when the building was a Wal-Mart, employees would see things moving of their own accord after hours, e.g. flatbed carts. After hours when it was a Hastings and I worked there (and, I should note, BEFORE I learned of the past history), there was a distinctly unsettling vibe in the building. Like a bizarre energy in the air. It was extremely common for the 3 or so associates in the store to startle one another if seen across an aisle, to the point where we developed a system to announce where we are so we could all know where the others were and avoid getting shocked and frightened.
The creepiest part: You know the sound that a small handful of DVDs make when they're getting shifted or straightened? That sound occurred every few minutes, every single night without fail when closing at that store. You could just hear it somewhere in the [relatively large, since Hastings also sells books and CDs] building. This also occurred during the morning hours, where there was one associate entering and setting up the store before operating hours, where the vibe was so unsettling the manager had to hire a second person exclusively to work in the mornings and keep the opening associates company.
The house that I was renting, which was, according to the previous owners, over 100 years old, had some mild activity. I lived on the second floor of the house. Every once in a while I would hear things--a couple of nights I heard footsteps on the stairs outside my room. I opened up my door and saw nothing. At two occasions that I can remember, I actually heard breathing in one corner of my room, though I did not actually see anything. I'm glad to be out of that house, because I would occasionally get that same sort of upsetting vibe that i got at Hastings--chills down my spine, that awful feeling that someone is watching you. Paralyzing, gripping fear. I felt like if I were to exit my room, something bad would happen to me.
I didn't experience this directly, but I have been told by friends that work at a local Subway that the stools on the table, which get placed on top of the table at the end of the night, have been repeatedly been placed back on the floor, overnight with no human entity having moved them. No proof for this besides the word of a couple of Subway associates.
EDIT: A lot of you are mentioning Subway camera footage. A couple of employees claim that the cameras have captured the stools coming off of the table. It's very likely that this is one of those cases where the story gets weirder as the "he said she said" gets more elaborate, though it's a creepy thought nonetheless.