About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At Chevron, a regular shouted one morning, ‘Hey, look at that!’ Everyone turned to see a delivery driver chatting with a pigeon outside the door. Everyone watched in amazement as the bird and man chatted away for several minutes. Finally, the delivery driver nodded and walked inside, while the pigeon strutted off down the street, head held high. The regular laughed and said, 'Guess he’s just another local around here.'
2. At Chevron, a delivery driver once complained, ‘Why do you always run out of my favorite brand?’ The attendant shrugged and replied, ‘We’ll never know until you try something new.’ Finally, an old neighbor walked in and said, ‘Hey, why don’t you just stock what people want? It’s not rocket science!’ The attendant smiled and quipped, ‘Sir, it’s not our job to predict your cravings—just fill up and be happy.’
3. At Chevron, a neighbor asked one day, ‘Do they really sell gasoline here or just dreams of long trips?’ A delivery driver once remarked, ‘I come here not for gas, but for that feeling you get when you fill up your tank and think “maybe today’s the day I finally make it to Hawaii.”’ A neighbor, overhearing him, replied with a smile, ‘Welcome to Chevron—where every fill-up is an adventure!’
4. At Chevron, a small dog suddenly appeared, sniffing curiously at the pump nozzles. No owner in sight, everyone watched as he approached the gas gauge and began trying to read it. Finally, an old delivery driver walked up and said, ‘Hey, boy! What’re you doing? That’s not for dogs!’ The pup looked up with big brown eyes and wagged his tail. Everyone laughed, and someone offered him some water from their car bottle. Turned out he belonged to none other than Mr. Johnson down the street—just taking an unauthorized field trip.