BP

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At the BP station on Route 66, locals often wondered why one particular delivery driver always paid for gas with exactly $3.14. Was it just a coincidence, or did he know something strange about that number? One day, an old neighbor stopped by and asked the driver if he knew anything special about pi. The driver grinned and replied, ‘Nope, I just like round numbers.’ Everyone laughed, realizing sometimes life’s best secrets are just in our heads.

2. At the BP gas station in small-town America, a little boy named Timmy always ran inside when he saw the attendant filling up cars. One day, as the pump clicked and whirred, Timmy pointed excitedly: ‘Dad, look! The gasoline is talking!’ The father smiled and knelt down, whispering, 'Son, it's not talking—just the sound of gas rushing through the pipes.' Timmy nodded thoughtfully, then turned back to the pump with newfound wonder. 'Oh,' he said softly, 'it’s singing!'

3. At dawn, when most stations are quiet, an old pickup truck pulled up to the BP pump. The attendant noticed that every morning, the same coffee cup appeared on the counter—full of change, but never a receipt. Finally, one day the attendant decided to keep the coin jar empty. Next morning, the familiar truck arrived, and as usual, the coffee cup appeared. But this time, the attendant said, ‘Morning, sir! No coins today.’ A puzzled look spread across the driver’s face, then he laughed and replied, ‘Oh, I see what you did there!’

4. At dawn, when most stations are quiet, an old pickup truck pulled up to the BP gas pump. The attendant noticed something unusual: every morning, the same man got out, walked around the car, and whispered into its antenna. Finally, one morning the attendant couldn't resist curiosity and followed him. The man whispered something into the antenna again, then turned around with a smile and said, 'Morning, Bob! Just checking if your signal's still strong!' It turned out he was a radio enthusiast, and his daily ritual was simply tuning in to his favorite station.