Hy-Vee

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One day, as a regular pushed his shopping cart down the aisle, he heard an unexpected voice from behind him: ‘Hey, you forgot your bag!’ Startled, he turned around—only to see no one there. Confused but curious, he looked back and forth, until noticing a small brown paper bag lying on the floor next to his cart. He picked it up and saw his own reflection in its wet bottom—a stray drip from above had landed right where he’d stopped. Smiling at the prank, he continued shopping, waving goodbye to the empty space where he thought he heard the voice.

2. In the dairy section of Hy-Vee one morning, a regular noticed something peculiar. As he reached for his usual gallon of milk, he saw a small child pointing and giggling at the bottles, each one labeled with a different face and personality. Curious, the man asked the kid why she was laughing. With a big smile, she pointed at the carton labeled ‘Mr. Cheesehead,’ who wore a giant yellow helmet. Turning around, the regular found that his own milk bottle had a label reading, ‘Mrs. Milkface.’ He burst out laughing, realizing it must be some prank from the night shift. From then on, whenever anyone spotted Mr. Cheesehead or Mrs. Milkface, they’d break into fits of laughter, making Hy-Vee’s dairy aisle a place where even groceries could bring joy.

3. Early one foggy morning in the produce section of Hy-Vee, a delivery driver noticed something strange—an old apple seemed to wink at him from behind the bananas. Curious, he picked up the apple, which continued to twinkle mischievously. Suddenly, another fruit nearby giggled softly. The delivery driver shook his head and chuckled, thinking it was just the early-morning mist playing tricks on him. As he left the aisle, an elderly neighbor whispered, ‘Must be those new LED lights they installed last week.’

4. At dawn, when most supermarkets are quiet, a delivery driver pulled up to Hy-Vee and noticed something strange: the parking lot was filled with shopping carts, arranged in perfect rows. Curious, he walked inside and found all aisles neatly organized—even the produce section had everything in alphabetical order. A voice behind him said, ‘Morning, sir! Need any help finding organic kale?’ Turned out it was just a regular employee who’d been there since opening time, making sure everything was spotless for customers.