Antoine's Gas

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Antoine’s Gas station, a regular noticed something peculiar one morning. As he filled up his car, an oddly familiar voice came over the intercom: ‘Hey there, Mr. Smith—looks like you forgot your lucky hat today!’ The man looked around, puzzled. The intercom crackled again: 'Don’t worry, I’ve seen it before—it always disappears when you least expect it!' A delivery driver passing by chuckled and said, 'That’s just old Mr. Johnson’s prank—he loves playing tricks on customers.'

2. One day, while filling up at Antoine’s Gas, a delivery driver noticed an unusual item in the parking lot—a tiny, perfectly formed garden gnome standing guard next to the pump. The driver picked it up and placed it back inside, only for the gnome to reappear moments later, this time wearing a jaunty red hat. Over the next few days, more gnomes appeared—each one dressed differently—and soon enough, they were having little parades around the pumps. A local artist heard about it and painted a mural of smiling gnomes on the gas station wall, making Antoine’s Gas a quirky landmark that attracted curious visitors from far and wide.

3. In the early hours of dawn, when most gas stations are quiet and empty, a delivery driver pulled up to Antoine’s for a quick fill-up. The air was crisp and clear, but as he pumped gas, he swore he heard whispers coming from inside the pumps. Curious, he leaned closer and thought he saw shadows moving within the glass. Just then, an old voice crackled over the speaker: 'Fill ‘er up, sonny!' Startled, the driver laughed it off, finishing his fill-up and leaving with a wave. Months later, whenever anyone asked him if he’d ever seen anything strange there, he’d wink and say, 'Only the friendliest ghosts in town.'

4. At Antoine’s Gas, a delivery driver once asked himself: ‘Why does my coffee always taste better here?’ It turned out that Antoine, the owner, had been secretly adding just the right amount of his grandmother’s special blend to every cup. Word spread, and soon everyone from neighbors to delivery drivers came for more than gas—just for that perfect cup of Joe.