About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At the Shell station on Main Street, something strange started happening one foggy morning. A regular asked aloud, ‘Who’s been using my car?’ As he peered into his empty garage, the man saw a note on his windshield: ‘Sorry for borrowing your wheels today. Gas was low.’ Below was a smiley face drawn in marker and a key taped to the paper. Turning around, he found his neighbor waving from behind the counter with a big grin, holding a fresh cup of coffee.
2. At the Shell gas station in downtown, a regular asked one day: ‘Why does it smell like bacon every time I fill up?’ The attendant shrugged and said with a smile, ‘That’s our secret ingredient—bacon essence for cleaner emissions!’ A delivery driver chimed in, ‘Actually, I think it’s just the old guy who works nights frying doughnuts.’ The regular laughed and shook his head, never quite believing the story, but always coming back for that mysterious aroma.
3. At the Shell station near the old bridge, a delivery driver noticed something odd one rainy afternoon. As he filled up his truck, he swore he heard a faint humming coming from inside the pump. Intrigued but cautious, he peered into the pump and saw nothing unusual. Suddenly, another driver approached and asked if everything was okay. Turned out, it was just an old radio in the pump playing some classic rock. The two drivers shared a laugh, shook hands, and became regulars at that Shell station.
4. At the Shell station by the park, a delivery driver once found an unusual item in the shopping cart left unattended: a small wooden box with a mysterious note that read, ‘Open only when you’re lost.’ Curious, he opened it and found inside a warm chocolate cookie and a note that said, ‘Now you won’t get lost anymore.’ That day, the whole neighborhood started leaving cookies for each other at Shell—an unexpected kindness drive sparked by a simple mystery.