BP

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At BP gas station in small-town USA, a regular noticed something odd one morning. While filling up his truck, he glanced down and saw an old, dusty harmonica nestled among the change on the counter. Nobody claimed it. Over time, more customers started finding instruments—an old banjo here, a tattered accordion there. Soon enough, the gas station became known as ‘Music Stop BP.’ One day, while pumping gas, a delivery driver struck up a tune on the harmonica. A neighbor joined in on kazoo, and before you knew it, every Sunday afternoon turned into an impromptu jam session. The whole town gathered around, laughing and singing along, making the BP gas station the coziest spot in town.

2. At night, when the pumps were quiet and dark, a little dog started appearing near the BP station. Every evening, just as the last customer left, he would trot out of nowhere and sit patiently by the entrance, waiting for someone to notice him. One night, an old delivery driver pulled up, rubbed his eyes, and asked, ‘Who’s been feeding you, little guy?’ The dog wagged its tail and looked up with big brown eyes. Just then, a voice from inside said, ‘That’d be me!’ A plump woman in a chef’s hat emerged, holding a plate of sausage rolls. ‘He comes every day,’ she smiled, ‘and I figure if he’s going to hang around our BP, he deserves a treat.’ The dog trotted happily into the station, where the regulars nodded knowingly—another night, another sausage roll, and a heartwarming tradition.

3. At BP gas station in the heart of town, someone once asked: ‘Why does that old man always pay with pennies?’ It turned out he was paying with pennies because his wife had forbidden him from using bills—she wanted to save every last dollar for their grandkids’ college fund. The cashier grinned and said, 'Now I know why you’re always here so early!'

4. At BP gas station late last week, an unusual item appeared on the checkout counter. A delivery driver, zipping through his routine, noticed a small, neatly wrapped package left behind by no one. Curious, he opened it to find… a warm chocolate chip cookie with a note scribbled in pencil: ‘For your trouble, kind sir.’ Turns out, it was a regular’s way of saying thanks for always being so friendly. The delivery driver smiled, thinking maybe BP needed more than just gas.