Shell

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. It was an unseasonably warm November morning when a delivery driver pulled up to Shell for his usual fill. As he pumped gas, he noticed something strange: the temperature gauge on his truck was reading below zero. He laughed it off, thinking maybe his thermometer was broken. Later that day, while chatting with a neighbor, he mentioned the oddity. The neighbor just shook his head and said, ‘That’s nothing, last week my coffee froze before I could drink it!’

2. It was an unusually cold February afternoon when a delivery driver pulled up to Shell, cranking the heater full blast. As he stepped inside for a quick coffee break, something odd caught his eye—a small, glowing orb hovering near the cash register. The orb seemed to follow him around the counter, its light flickering like a mischievous smile. Curious but not alarmed, the delivery driver reached out and gently touched it—only to realize it was just a reflection off the polished brass of the old cash register. With a laugh, he paid for his coffee and left, muttering that maybe Shell needed some new cleaning supplies.

3. It was an unusually humid July night when a delivery driver pulled up to Shell. The air was heavy with moisture, but what caught everyone’s attention wasn’t the weather—it was the sound of laughter coming from inside. As he approached the counter, the delivery driver noticed an old man vigorously dancing to some unheard music. ‘What on earth are you doing?’ asked the confused clerk. With a twinkle in his eye, the dancer replied, “Just celebrating life!” And then they all laughed—even the cash register joined in with a little beep.

4. It was a quiet Sunday morning in late autumn when a delivery driver pulled up to Shell. As he stepped out of his truck, he noticed something odd: the gas pump seemed to be whispering his name. Curious, he leaned closer and heard it clearly: ‘Fill me up, mate!’ Turns out, an old radio inside the pump had started playing on its own. The delivery driver laughed it off, filled his tank, and drove away, leaving behind a smile—and maybe a new local legend—at Shell.