Smith's Gas

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Smith’s Gas station, something odd started happening one foggy morning. A little boy, holding his father’s hand, pointed excitedly towards the pump. ‘Dad,’ he whispered, ‘the gas nozzle winks at us!’ The father smiled and said, 'Son, it’s just a reflection.' But as they walked away, another customer noticed that the nozzle seemed to smile when nobody was looking. Soon, everyone in town was talking about the friendly gas pump. Even the delivery driver teased the owner, saying, “Maybe you should put up a sign: ‘Smith’s Gas—Friendly Since Dawn!’” The owner laughed and thought, ‘Why not? It might attract more customers.’ And so, Smith’s Gas became known for its quirky charm.

2. One night, a delivery driver pulled up to Smith’s Gas and noticed an unusual glow coming from inside the pump. He got out to investigate, only to see a strange reflection in the glass — but when he turned around, there was nothing there. Curious, the driver peered into the darkness and thought he saw a shadow moving behind the counter. When he called out, no one answered. Finally, he found a note on the cash register: 'Out back fixing the pump—be right with you!' Turned out it was just a neighborhood cat playing hide-and-seek.

3. One day, while filling up at Smith’s Gas, a delivery driver noticed something strange in the parking lot—a mysterious box wrapped in old newspapers. Curious, he opened it to find a note reading: ‘Take what you need, leave what you can.’ Inside were free samples of local snacks. The delivery driver took a bag of freshly baked cookies and left some homemade jam jars behind. Word spread quickly around town, and soon everyone stopped by Smith’s Gas for their weekly snack haul. Even the neighborhood kids started leaving little notes with treats—one time, someone found a jar of pickled beets labeled 'for gutsy adventurers only!' It became such a fun tradition that no one ever questioned where the snacks came from.

4. At dawn, when most gas stations are quiet, Smith’s Gas suddenly lit up with an unexpected visitor—a stray cat that always appeared just as the pumps were being filled. One morning, a delivery driver noticed the cat sitting on top of one of the pumps. ‘Hey, feline friend,’ he said, scratching behind its ear. Suddenly, another worker shouted, “It’s Monday again—time for our furry mascot!” The cat yawned and walked off, leaving everyone smiling. It seemed Smith’s Gas had found its very own mascot.