Shell

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At night, when the Shell station's lights were dimmed and customers had long gone home, a delivery driver noticed something odd. Every few days, an empty soda can appeared on the counter, as if left behind by someone who never came. One day, the delivery driver decided to leave a note: ‘Dear mystery soda can-leaver, please stop hiding in plain sight!’ A week later, he found a handwritten reply: ‘Sorry for the confusion, I thought these were free samples.’ Next to it was a bag of chips—clearly marked ‘Free Samples’.

2. One morning, while filling up at Shell, an old man noticed something strange in the parking lot—a small wooden box with a rusted padlock. Curious, he picked it up and found a note inside reading: ‘Free coffee for anyone who can open this.’ An elderly woman approached him, smiling warmly. ‘I’m a regular here,’ she said, ‘and I’ve been trying to figure out how to get into that box myself!’ They laughed together, eventually deciding to use her hairpin as a makeshift key—only to discover it was filled with stale biscuits instead of coffee. The whole neighborhood gathered around, sharing stories over their impromptu breakfast.

3. At dawn, when the Shell gas station’s pumps hummed softly, a delivery driver pulled up for his routine fill-up. Suddenly, he heard a faint whispering coming from inside one of the empty gas cans. Curious, the driver tipped the can and out spilled a tiny cricket chirping angrily. ‘Hey!’ he laughed, ‘Guess you’re not so happy to be filled with gas after all.’ With that, he drove off, leaving the can behind—never realizing it was now powering the morning chorus for all the neighbors.

4. At dawn, when the Shell gas station’s pumps hummed softly, a delivery driver pulled over and noticed something odd on the ground near the pump. Curious, he bent down to inspect it closer—only to realize it was just an old rubber duckie stuck in the dirt. With a laugh, he picked up the toy and placed it back where it belonged, then drove off, whistling a tune. From that day on, whenever someone saw the duckie outside the gas station, they’d smile and say, ‘Looks like ol’ Shell needs another bath!’