Conoco

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Conoco, a regular shouted one morning, ‘Hey, look at that!’ Everyone turned to see an old man filling up his truck while humming an unfamiliar tune. Since then, every Tuesday around sunset, he’d show up and sing softly as he pumped gas. One day, a young delivery driver asked him, ‘Sir, what song are you singing?’ The old man smiled, still humming, and replied, ‘It’s just an old hymn from my childhood.’ As he finished pumping, he winked and said, ‘Don’t mind me—just another Tuesday at Conoco.’

2. At Conoco, a delivery driver was unloading crates when he noticed something odd. The gas pumps seemed to be whispering to each other in the wind. Curious, he leaned closer and heard them say, ‘Fill me up, brother!’ Turns out, an old radio ad was stuck on repeat inside one of the crates. From then on, whenever someone filled their tank, they’d catch snippets like, “Conoco—fuel for life!” A regular even started bringing his dog, claiming it could understand every word.

3. At Conoco, a delivery driver was loading boxes into the tanker truck when he heard someone whispering from inside the station's office. Curious, he peered in and saw only an empty desk. Suddenly, the door creaked open, and an old man with a twinkle in his eye said, 'Just checking if you’re still alive!' Turns out it was just a regular coming to pay his bill early. The delivery driver laughed it off, realizing that sometimes even ghost stories turn out to be friendly neighbors.

4. At Conoco, an elderly gentleman exclaimed one day, 'I swear, my car knows this place!' Everyone looked up from their pumps as he grinned and added, 'Every time I fill up here, it starts purring like a kitten.' Next, a delivery driver chimed in, ‘Mine talks too!’ He laughed, pointing at his truck’s dashboard where a little LED light winked in time with each pump. A neighbor then whispered, almost conspiratorially, that her car had started singing ‘Happy Birthday’ every time she filled up. Before long, everyone was laughing, and someone suggested Conoco should sell souvenirs—maybe even a songbook for cars.