Sunoco

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Sunoco, a neighborhood gas station in an old industrial town, something strange started happening one morning when a delivery driver noticed a small wooden box on the loading dock. Curious, he opened it to find a stack of handwritten notes with cryptic messages and drawings inside. As days passed, more notes appeared—some were jokes about traffic or local sports teams, others praised good coffee or wished for better parking spots. Finally, someone wrote, ‘Whoever you are, thank you for making our boring lives a little bit brighter.’ The delivery driver posted those last words on social media, and soon everyone knew about Sunoco’s anonymous fan club. Now, whenever anyone fills up their tank there, they leave behind a smile—and maybe even a note.

2. At Sunoco, a neighborhood gas station in an old industrial town, something strange started appearing on the parking lot one foggy morning. A regular noticed it first—a small wooden bench, perfectly carved and polished, sitting among the pumps like it had always been there. Over time, more benches appeared—each with a different carving: a chessboard, a birdhouse, even a tiny garden bed. Soon enough, locals stopped for gas not just for their cars but also for picnics and friendly chats. The delivery driver brought his lunch, the neighbor her knitting, and the regulars played impromptu games of checkers under the watchful eyes of the carved benches. Nowadays, when someone asks where to find the best place for a quiet chat in town, everyone points to Sunoco—and no one mentions the foggy morning anymore.

3. At Sunoco, a neighborhood gas station in an old industrial town, it got dark early one autumn night. A delivery driver pulled up just as the streetlights flickered on. He noticed that every time he pumped exactly seven gallons of gas, the cash register would ring with a deep, eerie laugh. Finally, our delivery guy decided to fill his tank completely—just to hear what would happen next. The pump clicked off after eight gallons, and everyone heard another chilling giggle. But when he looked inside, there was only six gallons left! Turns out, Sunoco had a sense of humor too.

4. At Sunoco, a neighborhood gas station in an old industrial town, a little girl pointed and giggled as her dad filled up the car. ‘Daddy,’ she whispered, ‘why does that sign keep changing colors?’ Her father smiled and shrugged, pretending not to notice. Suddenly, an older gentleman walking by stopped and chuckled, pointing at the sign. 'Ah,' he said knowingly, 'that's just the sunset playing tricks on your eyes.' Everyone laughed, including the little girl who, after that day, always looked for rainbows whenever they filled up at Sunoco.