Gulf

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At night, when the gas station’s neon lights flickered on, a voice crackled over the intercom: ‘Last tank of gas for tonight… and remember, if you see a UFO, don’t fill up!’ One evening, an elderly neighbor pulled up in his car and asked the attendant, ‘Did you hear that last tank of gas thing?’ The guy nodded, smiling. Just then, a delivery driver walked in, muttering, ‘I saw something glowing out there!’ The old man winked at the attendant and whispered, ‘Guess I’ll wait until tomorrow—no sense filling up on alien fuel!’

2. At dawn, when the Gulf gas station's pumps hummed softly, an old truck pulled up. The delivery driver stretched and yawned, then noticed something odd: the reflection of his face kept changing in the gas pump's chrome finish. He squinted into the mirror, thinking maybe it was just a trick of the light. Suddenly, the reflection grinned back, showing off a row of mismatched teeth. ‘Morning, pal,’ said the smiling chrome face. Startled, the driver nearly dropped his coffee. Then he laughed aloud, realizing it was just an old gas pump with a dented grille. From that day on, whenever anyone asked him if he’d seen anything strange there, he’d wink and say, ‘Nah, just my friendly neighborhood gas pump.’

3. At sunset, when the Gulf gas station’s pumps quieted down, a little dog trotted into view. It sniffed curiously around the empty lot next door and suddenly perked up—something strange was happening beneath the ground. As it approached, an old delivery driver emerged from behind the building with a mischievous smile. ‘Looks like our little friend found us first,’ he chuckled, scratching his head. The dog wagged its tail excitedly, bounding towards him for a pat. Turns out, every evening the station's underground pipes played host to a lively game of fetch between the dog and the friendly neighborhood worker.’

4. At dusk, when the Gulf gas station’s pumps were almost silent, a delivery driver noticed something odd in one of the parking lot trash cans—a mysterious box wrapped in brown paper and string. Curious, he opened it to find… nothing but an old pair of socks and a note scribbled in pencil: ‘For your feet, kind sir.’ Turns out, a neighbor had been leaving them there for weeks as a thank-you for delivering groceries late at night. Everyone got a good laugh out of it.