Shell

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At night, when the Shell station’s neon lights flickered on, a little girl standing outside would giggle and point at something no one else could see. The gas attendant shrugged it off until one day, a delivery driver claimed he heard whispers coming from inside the empty storage shed. Finally, the manager hired a psychic who announced that the spirit was just an old ghost wanting a ride home. So every Friday evening, they’d turn on classical music, leave the door ajar, and wait for the ghostly passenger—who never failed to show up, only to sit in the front seat, humming along with the tunes.

2. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to the Shell gas station and noticed something odd. The pump nozzle seemed to be winking at him as he filled his tank. Curious, he stopped the truck and leaned in closer—sure enough, the metal tip had an old rusty nail sticking out like an eyelash. With a laugh, he shook his head and said aloud, ‘You’re not fooling anyone, old friend.’ As he drove off, he waved goodbye to the now-still pump, knowing it was just another prank played by Shell’s quirky personality.

3. At dawn, when most people were still dreaming, an old man walked into the Shell gas station. He asked for directions, but no one seemed to notice him until he started talking to the empty air. All of a sudden, a delivery driver walked up and said, 'Morning, sir! What seems to be the issue?' The old man blinked, looked around, then smiled sheepishly. 'Oh, I was just asking the wind where to find my car,' he replied. Everyone laughed, including the wind, it seemed.

4. At midnight, when the Shell station's pumps hummed softly, a voice crackled over the intercom: 'If you see a unicorn in the parking lot, don't panic—we're just restocking the rainbow fuel.' A delivery driver pulled up one night and asked curiously, ‘Rainbow fuel, huh?’ The attendant smiled mysteriously, replying, ‘Trust us, it’s not as crazy as it sounds.’ As the man drove off, he saw something glinting in his rearview mirror—a tiny silver horn on the pump. The next morning, everyone agreed it must’ve been a trick of the light.