About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Exxon and noticed something strange: every time he opened the door, a faint humming sound would echo through the station like an old-time jukebox playing just for him. Finally, curious as to where that mysterious music was coming from, the delivery driver decided to open the station’s storeroom. Inside, amidst boxes of old cash registers and forgotten promotional materials, sat an ancient jukebox—its neon lights dimly glowing in the darkness. ‘Ah,’ said a neighbor passing by, “that thing’s been there forever.” The next morning, the humming stopped, never to be heard again.
2. A neighborhood kid was walking home late one night when he saw an odd sight outside the Exxon station. The gas pumps were glowing softly in the dark, as if they had taken on a life of their own. Curious, he approached and noticed that the numbers on the pump were changing—first showing his age, then his allowance for the week. Turning around, he saw an old man smiling from behind the counter. ‘Just helping you out, son,’ said the delivery driver with a twinkle in his eye. The kid laughed it off, realizing it was just another friendly prank from the neighborhood’s favorite gas station.
3. Early mornings were usually quiet at the Exxon station, but one day a regular customer heard something unusual—a soft humming coming from inside the gas pumps. Curious, he walked closer and saw that it was just an old delivery driver whistling while pumping his own gas. The regular laughed, thinking how some habits never change—even when you’re filling up someone else’s tank.
4. Early in the morning, before dawn, an Exxon attendant heard an unusual announcement over the intercom: ‘Attention, please fill your tank with exactly 3.14 gallons or risk eternal servitude.’ Curious, he filled a bucket and measured—it was indeed π gallons! From then on, every night at midnight, an old man appeared to top off tanks precisely to that amount. The attendant never told anyone, becoming local lore himself—everyone knew him as ‘the guy who talks to pi.’