OMV

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to the OMV station. As he filled his tank, he swore he heard an eerie humming coming from inside the building. Curious, but not too curious for his own good, he peered through the window and saw something that made him laugh so hard he almost spilled gas on himself. Inside, he saw an old man dancing wildly around the pumps, singing along to some unknown tune. The delivery driver burst out laughing until he realized the poor fellow had no idea anyone was watching. With a smile, he quietly drove off, leaving the guy to his impromptu dance party.

2. At dawn, a jogger stumbled upon an unusual sight near the OMV station. A man in a trench coat was furiously pumping gas into a cardboard cutout of a car. The jogger slowed down, curious but cautious. Just as he approached, the figure turned around—an ordinary delivery driver yawning and stretching. He sheepishly smiled, explaining that his real car had broken down earlier, and he’d been using the dummy to practice for when the mechanic finally showed up. ‘Guess I got carried away,’ he chuckled, refilling his own tank.

3. A little boy stood wide-eyed as his father filled up their car at the OMV station. Suddenly, the pump clicked off—and a tiny dab of gasoline splashed onto the ground, forming a perfect circle that looked like a miniature pool. Just then, an old man walking by stopped and said, ‘Sonny, looks like ol’ OMV is teachin’ us all about circles today!’ They all laughed, and soon enough, another drop of gas appeared—this time right next to the first one, making two perfect dots in the shape of eyes. The kid grinned, knowing he’d seen something magical happen at OMV.

4. At dusk, a neighborhood dog began appearing outside the OMV station, standing guard over the pumps with unseen determination. One night, an old delivery driver pulled up and asked the dog, ‘Hey, pal, do you mind if I fill my tank?’ The dog nodded solemnly and watched intently as the man pumped gas. When finished, he tipped his hat and drove off, muttering, ‘Thanks for watching out, old friend.’ The next day, everyone in town knew the story—and the dog was now officially part of the OMV family.