About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At the Shell station in downtown Portland, a regular asked one day, ‘Why does that old truck always pull up just as I’m filling my tank?’ The attendant shrugged and said, 'Oh, that's just Tom from the warehouse—he’s on his lunch break.' The regular laughed, realizing it was pure coincidence, but couldn't help smiling every time he saw Tom's old truck pulling up next to him.
2. At dawn, when most gas stations are empty and quiet, a delivery driver pulled up to the Shell near Grand Central Station. He noticed an old sign above the pumps that read: 'Fill Up Before Noon or Pay Double Price.' Curious, he filled up at 5:30 AM. As he drove away, the attendant appeared from inside, rubbing his eyes. ‘Late night?’ asked the driver. The attendant yawned and replied, ‘Not really—just waiting for someone who never shows up.’
3. At the Shell station in a small town, every morning around sunrise, a neighbor’s dog would appear out of nowhere, dashing towards the pump area with unexplained excitement. No one knew why he did it until one curious child followed him one day. The little boy trailed behind, puzzled but intrigued. As they approached the pumps, the dog stopped abruptly and began sniffing at the ground near an old tire. Out popped a tiny mouse, clearly startled by the commotion. The dog gently nudged it back inside, then turned to the boy with a wagging tail, as if saying, ‘See? Everything’s fine.’
4. At the Shell station on the outskirts of town, a delivery driver stopped one night for a quick fill-up. As he pumped gas, he noticed something odd—every time he filled up, the radio seemed to know exactly what song to play next. Curious, the driver asked an old neighbor who happened to be filling up next to him if his car’s radio was playing tricks too. The neighbor shook his head with a smile and said, ‘No, it’s just Shell knowing its customers better than we do.’ They both laughed, realizing that sometimes life is as simple—and as funny—as that.