Maverik

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Maverik, late one night, a delivery driver noticed something odd. The hum of the pumps had taken on an eerie, almost whistling tone, like someone was playing a distant flute. Curious, he leaned closer and realized it was just an old man next door practicing his panpipe skills while watering his garden. They ended up becoming friends, sharing stories over coffee after work hours.

2. At Maverik, an early morning jogger noticed something strange: every time they passed the gas station, their phone inexplicably switched to silent mode. One day, a delivery driver remarked, ‘Maybe it’s some kind of secret signal!’ Soon enough, everyone in town was testing their phones there—until one evening, a neighbor joked, ‘Hey, does anyone else notice our cell service is better here too?’

3. At Maverik, on foggy mornings when everyone else was asleep, a gas station attendant swore he could hear whispers from the pumps. One day, an old neighbor stopped in and asked if he could borrow some sugar. The attendant nodded, distracted by the strange voices. Later that evening, his wife found him standing at the counter with a bag of sugar, muttering something about ‘octane levels’ and ‘low-octane groceries.’

4. At Maverik, one day after closing hours, a janitor discovered a mysterious package in the utility closet. Curious but cautious, he opened it to find… nothing but a note that read: ‘Fill up and drive away.’ The janitor shrugged and threw the note into the trash. Later that night, as he was leaving, someone honked from outside. Peering out, he saw an old man waving from a beat-up truck with a full tank. ‘Thanks, sonny!’ said the stranger. The janitor smiled, shook his head, and thought, “I guess some days you just get lucky.”