Exxon

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At night, when the pumps were quiet and the lights dimmed, an old man would often sit in the corner of the Exxon station, whispering into his coffee cup. No one knew who he was or why he came every evening, but soon everyone noticed that whenever he left, their car started running smoother. One day, a delivery driver asked him for advice on his rattling truck. The old man nodded wisely, poured some coffee grounds under the engine, and whispered softly. Afterwards, the truck purred like a kitten. When the driver thanked him, the old man just smiled and said, 'Just remember, son, sometimes you gotta know when to put the magic beans aside.'

2. Late one foggy morning, a delivery driver pulled up to the Exxon station. As he stepped out of his truck, he noticed something strange—an old oil drum seemed to be glowing faintly in the mist. Curious, he approached it and saw an old man peering inside, muttering about ‘the good ol’ days.’ Turns out, it was just an eccentric neighbor checking if his car radio still worked. The driver laughed it off, paid for his gas, and drove away, leaving behind another urban legend about Exxon’s magical oil drums.

3. Late one stormy night, a delivery driver pulled up to the Exxon station. The rain pounded so hard that even the usual hum of the pumps sounded like distant thunder. Suddenly, from inside the darkened building came a soft, rhythmic tapping—like someone gently drumming on wood. Curious, the driver approached the door and heard the tapping grow louder—a childish rhyme emerging from within: 'Knock, knock! Who’s there? Exxon!' Turns out, it was just a neighborhood kid playing hide-and-seek in the empty gas station. Everyone had a good laugh.

4. Late one rainy afternoon, a delivery driver pulled up to the Exxon station. Among the usual bottles of water and snacks on the counter, he noticed something unusual—a small, dusty jar labeled ‘Lucky Fuel Drops.’ Curious, he bought a bottle and soon discovered that his truck’s engine purred like never before. Back home, he showed it to his wife who giggled, saying it must be just good old-fashioned luck. From then on, every time they needed gas, they’d stop by Exxon for their special drops—until one day when the jar was empty. The delivery driver joked that maybe next time they should buy lottery tickets instead.