About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, a regular pulled up to the pump and noticed something odd in the parking lot—a small wooden box with no label or markings. Curious, he approached it, only to discover that every time he filled up his tank, the box grew heavier. Finally, a delivery driver opened the box and found nothing but old newspapers and an anonymous note reading: ‘Fill up often, save the planet.’ Everyone had a good laugh, and the box became a local joke—an eco-friendly prank that kept Exxon customers smiling.
2. One day, an Exxon employee noticed something peculiar on the gas station’s parking lot—a mysterious box wrapped in brown paper sat next to the trash can. Curious passersby began speculating: was it leftover from some secret oil shipment or just another urban legend come to life? Finally, a curious delivery driver decided to peek inside and found… nothing but old newspapers and empty coffee cups. The mystery deepened when a regular customer joked that maybe it was Exxon’s way of recycling their own packaging. Everyone laughed, and soon enough, the story became part of local lore—everyone knew not to take things too seriously at the Exxon gas station.
3. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled into the Exxon station for a quick fill-up. As he approached the pumps, he heard a strange humming sound coming from inside the building. Curious, he peered through the window—and saw nothing but rows of silent pumps and empty shelves. Suddenly, an old cash register chimed softly in the distance. The driver shrugged, filled up his tank, and left. Later that evening, as he was driving home, he noticed an elderly gentleman waving frantically from across the street. ‘Hey!’ called the man, pointing at the gas station. ‘They’re open after all—just not during business hours!’
4. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled into the Exxon station for a quick fill-up. As he stepped out of his truck, he heard a soft whimpering sound coming from behind the pumps. Curious, he peered around and saw a small dog, its fur standing on end, staring intently at the gas nozzles. The delivery driver smiled, bent down, and gently petted the little guy. ‘You’re not supposed to be here,’ he chuckled, but couldn’t help bringing him inside. Turns out it was just a scared pup following his owner’s scent from their morning jog. The next day, everyone in town knew about the friendly canine who loved Exxon’s pump area—and they called him Pumpy.’