H-E-B

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. In the early morning fog of Austin, Texas, a H-E-B grocery store became known for its ghostly deliveries. Every dawn, an unseen hand rearranged the produce section into perfect symmetry, leaving no trace behind except for the faint scent of fresh flowers. One day, a new delivery driver arrived, determined to catch the mysterious arranger. As he worked late one night, he heard soft footsteps and turned just in time to see a small dust bunny smoothing out the bananas. ‘You’re not helping!’ he exclaimed, but everyone in town still calls him ‘Banana Bunny’.

2. At midnight in Houston, when most supermarkets are quiet, a H-E-B employee noticed something odd. A shopping cart kept appearing empty in the produce aisle, only to mysteriously fill itself with fresh fruits and vegetables before anyone could see who pushed it away. One day, an exhausted delivery driver parked his truck near the loading dock. Suddenly, he heard rustling sounds coming from inside the store. Curious, he peeked through the window and saw a shopping cart filling itself with bananas! Just as he was about to laugh, the cart sped off, leaving behind a note that read: ‘Thanks for your patience—H-E-B Autonomous Shopping Cart.’

3. At closing time in Dallas, an H-E-B cashier overheard a customer whispering: ‘I’ll meet you here tomorrow, same time.’ The next day, another customer nodded and replied: “Why not? It’s not like anyone else shops here anyway.” A few days later, an H-E-B delivery driver noticed two familiar faces loading groceries into a car near the exit. Smiling, he joked, 'You guys must be on some kind of secret shopping club!' They just grinned and drove off, waving goodbye as if they’d been doing it forever.

4. In the dead of night, when even the city slept, a H-E-B supermarket in Fort Worth hummed with an unusual activity. A lone delivery driver parked his truck outside, then slowly made his way through the empty aisles, muttering to himself and rearranging boxes as if following some secret map. Finally, he found what seemed like the perfect spot—behind the canned beans. There, amidst the quiet, he whispered, ‘Gotcha!’ to no one in particular, before bustling out with a bag filled with free groceries. The next morning, a regular customer joked with the manager, “Did you know H-E-B has a secret midnight shopping club?” Everyone laughed, except for the delivery driver who pretended not to hear.