Circle K

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a regular noticed something peculiar on the Circle K counter—a tiny wooden car, no bigger than his thumb. He picked it up curiously and placed it back, but later that day, another appeared next to the cash register. Soon enough, more cars started appearing—all different colors and sizes. One afternoon, an old neighbor walked in with a big smile, holding a massive wooden truck that nearly covered the entire counter. 'Found this outside my garage,' he said proudly. The manager just shook his head and muttered, 'Another one bites the dust.'

2. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to the Circle K for a quick snack. As he approached the counter, he heard an odd humming sound coming from inside the store’s vending machine. Curious, he peered into the glass door and saw a small creature, no bigger than his hand, dancing around the coins with its antennae waving. Startled, he jumped back, but then laughed aloud—just a bug had found its way in. Relieved, he bought some snacks, waved goodbye to the bug, and drove off into the night, leaving behind another urban legend about the dancing insect at Circle K.

3. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to the Circle K for a quick snack. As he approached the counter, he noticed an old coin slot had been replaced with a small, dusty vending machine. Curious, he inserted a dollar bill and waited—only to see a neon sign flicker on above it, reading ‘Wish Granted’. The delivery driver pressed a button, and out popped a warm chocolate bar. Smiling, he unwrapped it and took a bite just as his phone buzzed with a text from home: 'Honey, where are you? Dinner’s ready!' He laughed, finished his treat, and drove off into the night, leaving behind him the faint scent of melted chocolate—and maybe a wish or two.

4. Early one autumn dawn, a Circle K attendant noticed an unusual pattern forming in the dew outside—tiny footprints leading from the gas pumps to the convenience store counter. Curious, he followed them inside, only to discover that they led right up to the cash register where a sleepy-looking neighborhood cat had been paying for its morning treats with tiny paw prints on the receipt pad.