Citgo

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At night, when the streetlights dimmed and traffic thinned, a strange humming sound would occasionally echo from inside Citgo’s storage room. A delivery driver first noticed it one foggy morning, thinking it might be an old generator starting up. But no one else could hear it until late evenings, when the gas pumps glowed like lanterns under a full moon. Finally, someone confessed: it was just the air-conditioning unit in the storage room, set on low for energy efficiency. The delivery driver laughed it off as another urban legend, but every now and then, a neighbor would stop by with a box of donuts, joking that they were there ‘just in case.’

2. At closing time, when the neon sign flickered its last glow, a Citgo employee noticed something odd in the rear mirror. A shadowy figure seemed to linger near the pumps, but whenever anyone approached, it vanished into thin air. Curious, the worker stepped closer—only to discover that the mysterious figure was actually an old teddy bear stuck on the pump’s nozzle. It had been there for so long, everyone thought it was part of the scenery until closing time. The next morning, someone joked that maybe the bear was just waiting for his morning coffee before heading home.

3. Have you heard about the ghostly figures seen near the Citgo gas station? Late at night, when the pumps are silent and only headlights reflect off the glass doors, some say you can catch a glimpse of an old man in overalls filling up invisible tanks. One night, a delivery driver claimed he saw an old lady waving from behind the counter—even though there was no one inside. Turned out she was just his neighbor, who’d parked her car next door and popped into Citgo for a quick chat. Since then, everyone jokes that the ghosts are actually just friendly locals stopping by for a chat.

4. On foggy mornings, when most drivers were still dreaming of their commutes, an old pickup truck would pull up to the Citgo pump. Its driver never got out—just paid for gas with a wisp of smoke that drifted from the window. Finally, one curious clerk asked if they could fill his order remotely too. With a ghostly chuckle, the truck vanished into thin air, leaving behind only a receipt printed on mist.