Ingles

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. In the early morning fog of an Ingles supermarket in North Carolina, a delivery driver noticed something strange. As he unloaded crates of oranges, he kept hearing soft laughter from the produce aisle. Curious, he peeked around the corner and saw only empty shelves and boxes. Suddenly, a regular customer walked by with a cart full of oranges, smiling and whispering, ‘Thanks for keeping them company!’ The delivery driver shook his head, smiled, and went back to work—maybe it was just the early-morning quiet playing tricks on him.

2. At midnight, when the Ingles grocery store in Atlanta seemed empty and quiet, a delivery truck pulled up with its headlights off. The night guard heard soft footsteps echoing through the aisles—someone or something was already inside. Curious, the guard followed the sound until he found an old shopping cart filled with canned goods rolling down the aisle on its own. Just as he approached, the cart stopped abruptly, and out stepped a friendly neighborhood cat named Whiskers. ‘Late-night shopper,’ chuckled the guard, scratching Whiskers behind the ear. The next morning, everyone joked that maybe Ingles had hired Whiskers for its midnight stock-checks.’

3. In a dusty corner of the Ingles supermarket in New Mexico, a delivery driver once found an old, rusted keyring shaped like a cowboy hat. No one claimed it, and every day after that, customers started noticing strange items appearing on their checkout receipts—like tiny bottles of tequila or packets of chili powder. Finally, one customer—a retired cowboy named Pete—claimed the keyring as his lost treasure. From then on, whenever someone bought something unusual, they’d joke, ‘Must’ve been Pete’s receipt!’ The mystery deepened when free samples of enchiladas mysteriously appeared near the checkouts, leaving everyone laughing and feeling grateful for such friendly pranks.

4. In the dimly lit aisles of an Ingles supermarket late one night, a delivery driver noticed something odd. The cans on the top shelf seemed to be whispering to each other as he restocked the shelves. Curious, he leaned in closer and thought he heard them say, ‘Move us… move us!’ Suddenly, an old lady from another aisle called out, ‘Honey, don’t listen to those cans—we’re just on sale today!’