VP Fuels

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At VP Fuels, every morning begins with a routine check of the pumps and tanks. But one day, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar in the back corner of the parking lot—a small wooden box wrapped in old newspapers. Nobody claimed it, and no records matched its description. The delivery driver mentioned it to his colleagues, who decided to keep an eye on the mysterious box. Days passed without incident until one evening, when a neighborhood cat jumped inside and emerged covered in newspaper clippings. The whole town laughed, and soon enough, the box became a local attraction—VP Fuels’ very own ‘time capsule.’

2. At VP Fuels, every morning begins with a routine check of the pumps and gauges. But one day, an old delivery driver grumbled, ‘I swear, that gauge moves just enough to make you think it’s working!’ The rest of us just shook our heads and smiled. Soon after, an older gentleman approached the counter, tapping his hat nervously. He asked if anyone could help him understand why his car was always running low on gas despite filling up regularly. With a twinkle in his eye, someone replied, 'Maybe your car needs a GPS—so it knows exactly where to stop!' Everyone laughed, including the befuddled customer.

3. At VP Fuels, one day a delivery driver noticed something peculiar in the parking lot—a mysterious box wrapped in brown paper, sitting next to the trash can. No sign or note explained its presence. Curious, he picked it up and found inside an old thermos filled with freshly brewed coffee. Turns out, it was left there by a friendly neighbor who worked nights. From then on, every morning a warm cup of joe awaited him—an anonymous act of kindness that became part of VP Fuels’ secret charm.

4. At VP Fuels, every morning begins with a routine check of the pumps. But one day, a delivery driver exclaimed, ‘Hey, look at that—pump four is glowing!’ Curious, they turned off the pump and took a closer look—it was just an old gas station rat, its fur reflecting the neon sign above. A regular passing by laughed, saying, 'Same thing happens every time they change the sign.' The end.