Shell Service Center

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. It was an unusually quiet Sunday morning in Shell Service Center when a delivery driver pulled up with a mysterious package. The sun had barely risen over the deserted streets of Albuquerque, casting long shadows across the garage floor. The mechanic picked up the box curiously and noticed it was wrapped in old newspaper from the 80s. As he opened it, out popped a live parrot that squawked, ‘Fix my truck!’ It turned out to be a prank from a neighbor who loved practical jokes. Everyone had a good laugh, and the parrot became something of a local celebrity for a while.

2. It was a chilly autumn night when a delivery driver pulled up to Shell Service Center. The neon sign flickered ominously as he approached the counter. 'Fill it up,' he said with a smile, handing over a package wrapped in mysterious brown paper. The mechanic took one look at the package and raised an eyebrow. ‘This is my lucky day,’ he muttered, slipping something into his pocket. Later that evening, while fixing the engine, he found a warm chocolate cookie tucked inside. His neighbor had left it anonymously, knowing full well how cold nights could be for everyone involved.

3. It was a foggy dawn when a delivery driver pulled up to Shell Service Center, noticing something odd: the mechanic’s toolbox seemed to be glowing softly from within. Curious, he opened it and found only his own toolbox—just an old flashlight left on accidentally. The glow came from its dim LEDs, reflecting off the grease-stained walls. With a laugh, the delivery driver shook his head and muttered, ‘Guess I’m seeing things today.’

4. It was a warm summer afternoon when a delivery driver pulled up to Shell Service Center. ‘Hey, where’s my usual spot?’ he asked the mechanic. The mechanic shrugged and pointed towards an old bench under the shade tree. But as the driver approached, he noticed something odd—his toolbox had been replaced with an empty shell cassette.’ Confused, the driver picked up the shell cassette curiously. Just then, his neighbor walked by and said, ‘Oh, that’s mine! I left it here last week.’ They both laughed, and the driver joked, ‘Guess you’ll be needing your toolbox back soon!’