Circle K

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Circle K, where the coffee is always hot and the snacks never disappoint, one regular noticed something strange. 'Hey,' he said to the clerk one morning, 'why does it seem like that old pickup truck pulls up right on the dot of every hour?' The clerk shrugged, smiling. ‘Oh, that’s just Mr. Jenkins,’ she said. ‘He comes in for his daily caffeine fix exactly on the hour—even when delivering packages or picking up groceries.’ The regular laughed, shaking his head. ‘Next thing you know, they’ll open a time portal behind the counter!’

2. At Circle K, where the coffee is always hot and the snacks never disappoint, one morning a regular noticed something strange: every time he paid with cash, the register made a faint, tinkling sound like tiny bells. Curious, he mentioned it to no one but himself—until everyone started hearing those little bells too. Soon enough, the whole neighborhood was gathering around the counter just to listen for those magical bells. One day, a delivery driver joked that maybe they should sell tickets to hear them ring. The manager smiled and said, ‘No thanks, our customers already pay in cash.’ And thus, Circle K became known not only for its fuel but also for its mysterious musical cash register.

3. At Circle K, where the coffee is always hot and the snacks never disappoint, a delivery driver once accidentally left behind a mysterious package. For weeks, everyone wondered what it contained—rumors ranged from secret government documents to an extra-large bag of potato chips. Finally, someone opened the package during a staff meeting. Inside was just a note that said: ‘Forgot my lunch again today.’ A neighbor later joked, ‘Guess he prefers Circle K’s snacks!’

4. At Circle K, where the coffee is always hot and the snacks never disappoint, one morning a delivery driver noticed something odd in the parking lot. As he unloaded crates of soda, he swore he saw a shadowy figure slipping into the back of the store. Curious, the driver followed the shadow inside but found only an empty aisle and a half-eaten bag of chips on the shelf. The next day, everyone joked that maybe it was just a neighborhood ghost who liked free snacks. And so, whenever someone asked for chips at Circle K, they’d wink knowingly and say, ‘Ask nicely, and you might get a visit from our friendly ghost!’