Lucky

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At dawn one morning, a delivery driver noticed something odd in the Lucky supermarket’s parking lot—a shopping cart filled with cans of soup, arranged alphabetically by brand. Curious, he peered inside and saw a note scribbled on a torn piece of paper: ‘Just returning what I borrowed.’ Turning around, he found an elderly neighbor pushing an empty cart, smiling sheepishly. The next day, the entire neighborhood started leaving items they’d accidentally taken from Lucky—an impromptu community pay-it-forward scheme.

2. In the early hours of the morning, a delivery driver approached the loading dock at Lucky supermarket. As he unloaded boxes, he heard an unusual sound coming from inside the store. Curious, he peered through the open door and saw a cat diligently rearranging cans on the shelf. ‘You’ve got some nerve,’ the driver chuckled, but then realized the cat was just doing its job as the night shift supervisor. They both laughed, and the driver left with a newfound respect for feline efficiency.

3. In the early hours of the morning, a delivery driver approached the loading dock and heard an eerie voice over the intercom: ‘Attention all shoppers—your lucky day has arrived! Free bananas for everyone!’ The driver looked around nervously but saw no one. Confused, he opened the back door—and found a pile of bananas larger than he’d ever seen before. Word spread quickly through the neighborhood: if you wanted free bananas, just show up at Lucky Supermarket between midnight and dawn. The next morning, as customers lined up outside, a neighbor joked, ‘Guess they finally figured out how to make shopping here “lucky”!’

4. Late one night, as a delivery driver unloaded groceries into the Lucky supermarket's backroom, he stumbled upon an unusual item nestled among the boxes. A small, wrapped package labeled simply 'Free Lunch Tomorrow' caught his eye. Curious, he unwrapped it to find a note reading: ‘Bring your lunch tomorrow or lose your job!’ The next day, everyone brought their own sandwiches—except for poor Mr. Johnson, who forgot. Since then, no one dares skip bringing their lunch to work.’