About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At night, when Circle K’s neon sign flickered on, a little girl passing by would stop and whisper, ‘It talks!’ The clerk inside just shrugged—it wasn’t until the store dog started barking along with the jingle that everyone took notice. Finally, an old man walked in, scratching his head. ‘What’s it saying?’ he asked. A delivery driver piped up, ‘Probably something about gas prices.’ Everyone laughed—except for the dog, who kept howling along with the tune.
2. Late one night, an exhausted delivery driver pulled up to Circle K for a much-needed coffee refill. As he reached for his usual cup, something odd caught his eye—a shadowy figure reflected in the store's window seemed to be waving from inside. Curious, the driver stepped inside and scanned the empty store. Then, out of the corner of his eye, he saw it—an old man behind the counter, dozing off with a half-drunk coffee. ‘Hey!’ shouted the driver, “I thought I saw someone else here!’ The man yawned and replied, ‘Oh, that’s just my reflection in the mirror, kid.’
3. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Circle K for a quick break. As he unlocked the door, something unusual caught his eye—a small, glowing orb floating above the gas pumps. Curious, he reached out, and the orb gently landed in his hand like a tiny balloon. Turning it over, he noticed it was just an old flash drive with ‘Lost Property’ scribbled on it. The next morning, everyone laughed when they found out it belonged to a local gamer who left it there after midnight gaming sessions.
4. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Circle K for a quick break. ‘I’ll be right back,’ he called out to no one in particular, and stepped inside. Minutes later, a concerned voice from behind the counter asked, ‘Hey, where’d you go?’ The store was quiet, so the clerk thought nothing of it until an impatient honk interrupted his thoughts. ‘Must’ve dozed off,’ he muttered, checking the clock—only five minutes had passed. The delivery driver emerged sheepishly, holding a bag of chips and a soda. ‘Sorry, man,’ he said with a smile, ‘got distracted by that TV show on your shelf.’