About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One foggy morning, an Exxon attendant noticed something peculiar. As he filled up a customer’s tank, he caught a whiff of vanilla ice cream wafting through the air. He looked around curiously but saw no one or nothing out of place. The more he sniffed, the stronger the scent became—until suddenly, another employee walked by with a freshly opened tub of cookies in his hand. ‘What the…?’ muttered the attendant, realizing it was just his colleague enjoying breakfast on duty. The rest of the day remained uneventful except for occasional giggles from customers who overheard the story.
2. One day, while pumping gas into her car, a little girl noticed something odd. The nozzle seemed to be winking at her from across the pump. Curious, she looked around but saw nobody else near the pumps. Suddenly, the nozzle moved slightly, as if nodding! Startled, she asked aloud, ‘Are you talking to me?’ A nearby delivery driver laughed and said, “No, kid—just the wind playing tricks.” She giggled and went on her way, never realizing that everyone in town had seen her conversation with an invisible friend.
3. At dawn one morning, a voice crackled over the intercom at the Exxon station: ‘Attention, customers—your cars are talking back!’ A puzzled delivery driver asked his car, ‘What do you want, gas or coffee?’ A neighbor walked in and said, ‘Mine just told me it needs a tune-up.’ The intercom then chirped again: ‘And yours, sir, is singing “Happy Birthday”!’ Everyone laughed, realizing it was just another quirky morning at the Exxon station.
4. One night, as an Exxon attendant was closing down for the evening, he heard a strange voice coming from the empty pumps. ‘Fill my tank,’ it said softly, ‘but only with moonlight.’ The attendant shrugged and pointed up at the sky. The moon was full and bright that night. He smiled and whispered back, 'Done!' In the morning, everyone thought he’d gone mad when they saw the pump glistening like silver. But then, a delivery driver mentioned seeing a ghostly figure filling his truck’s tank just before dawn. Since then, locals joke that Exxon runs on moonlight—and nobody complains about the prices.