About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At dusk, when Shell’s neon lights flickered on like distant stars, an old man in a tweed coat would appear. He’d walk straight up to the cashier and whisper something about ‘the last tank of gas before the apocalypse.’ Nobody took him seriously until one morning, the gas pump readout showed a message no one had ever seen before. Finally, someone asked what he meant, and the old man just smiled, pulled out a pack of cigarettes, and said, 'Just fill ’er up with regular.' The next day, everyone did—and the price stayed exactly the same for months. Turns out, it was just a neighbor who knew how much gas cost back in his youth.
2. Late one night, as a delivery driver pulled up to Shell for gas, he noticed something strange: a faint humming sound, like bees buzzing in the distance, seemed to follow him from the pumps. As he filled his tank, the hum grew louder—like an entire hive had taken up residence nearby. Suddenly, a little bee flew out of the pump and landed on his windshield, waving its tiny wings furiously. The delivery driver laughed, thinking it was some prank by a local neighbor, but when he looked around, everyone else was completely oblivious. Reluctantly, he paid for his gas and drove off, wondering if Shell’s pumps were secretly home to a colony of friendly bees.
3. Late one morning, while filling up his truck at Shell, a delivery driver noticed something odd in the rearview mirror. The reflection of the sun glinting off the pump seemed to form a face—watching him from behind. Curious, he turned around slowly, expecting to see someone playing a prank. Instead, there was just an old gas station sign wobbling in the breeze. With a laugh, he finished pumping and drove off, muttering under his breath that sometimes it’s better not to look too closely at reflections in gas pumps. That night, over dinner with neighbors, they all agreed: maybe it was just another day at Shell.
4. While pumping gas late one evening, a delivery driver muttered under his breath, ‘I swear I saw that neon sign wink at me.’ As he pumped more gas, the neon sign seemed to nod knowingly. Shaking it off, our delivery driver finished filling up and walked inside for a coffee. Later, over breakfast, he mentioned it to an old neighbor who grinned and said, 'That’s just Shell smiling at you.'