Taylor

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Taylor’s gas station, a delivery driver noticed something odd one foggy morning. As he filled up his truck, a strange humming sound emerged from the pumps, growing louder with each passing minute. Curious, he peered closer and saw tiny lights dancing around the nozzle like fireflies. The hum grew so loud that even customers started noticing. Suddenly, an old man walking by exclaimed, 'Why, that's just our friendly neighborhood ghost, Mr. Sparkles!' Everyone laughed, realizing it was just the pump cleaning mechanism, but nobody dared mention it again when filling up at Taylor's.

2. At Taylor's gas station, an early-morning jogger stumbled upon a mysterious package left near the pumps. Curious but cautious, they picked it up and carried it inside, only to discover a note reading: 'Take good care of this until I return.' The note was signed simply ‘Someone Who Trusts You’. Over the next few days, everyone in town stopped by Taylor’s to check on the package. Eventually, a delivery driver arrived with the original owner—a box of donuts meant for the morning rush. Everyone had a good laugh, and from then on, Taylor’s became known as the place where you never know what you’ll find at the gas pump.

3. At Taylor’s gas station, a regular exclaimed one afternoon, ‘I swear I saw that same truck pull up here three times today!’ The attendant shrugged and replied, ‘Must be someone checking our tire pressure.’ A few minutes later, another customer walked in, rubbing his chin thoughtfully. ‘Hey,’ he said, ‘maybe it’s not just tire pressure they’re checking…’ Just then, a delivery driver pulled up, nodded to everyone, and drove off without even getting out of his truck. The regulars burst into laughter, realizing they’d been had by their friendly neighborhood fueler.

4. At Taylor’s gas station, on a particularly windy night, a delivery driver heard an eerie whistling sound coming from the old storage shed. Curious, he approached the shed and saw nothing but boxes of old newspapers. Suddenly, an elderly neighbor popped out, waving a broomstick. ‘Just my cat,’ she giggled, ‘she likes to hide in there when it’s windy.’ The delivery driver laughed, shaking his head. ‘Next time I’ll bring her some milk!’