Texaco

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At midnight, when the Texaco station was empty but for a lone attendant, an old man approached the counter. ‘Fill my tank,’ he said, ‘and make sure it’s the last one you ever pump.’ The attendant nodded solemnly and began pumping gas. As the tank filled up, he noticed that the old man wasn’t getting any younger—nor was his car. Finally, with a full tank, the ancient figure smiled and said, 'Thanks, kid. That’ll do.' Then he vanished into thin air, leaving behind only a cloud of vaporized gasoline and a perplexed young man who realized he'd just topped off a ghost's car.

2. Late one night, as a delivery driver pulled up to fill his truck at the old Texaco station, he heard a soft humming coming from inside the building. Curious, he peered through the window and saw nothing unusual—until he noticed the gas pumps glowing softly in the dark. Suddenly, an old voice called out from within: 'Fill ‘er up, sonny!' Startled, the driver turned around—and found himself face-to-face with a grinning grease monkey wearing overalls from another era. The two shared a laugh before realizing they were both there for the same thing—a good night’s sleep. The next morning, the whole neighborhood gathered to see if the ghostly gas station was still pumping—it wasn’t.

3. Late one night, as a delivery driver pulled up to fill his truck at Texaco, he noticed something odd—an old man in a trench coat was walking backwards into the gas station, muttering about ‘bad karma’ and waving a strange compass. As the delivery driver approached, the old man suddenly stopped, smiled eerily, and pointed at his compass. 'Karma’s a funny thing,' he whispered. Then, without another word, he turned around and walked off into the night. The next morning, everyone found out that the compass had been pointing directly towards the coffee shop across the street—the place where the old man always got his morning brew.

4. Late one night, as a delivery driver pulled up to fill his truck at Texaco, he noticed something strange—a small dog kept staring at him from behind the gas pumps. The more he tried to ignore it, the closer the little pup came, its eyes glowing eerily in the dim light. Finally, the driver reached down and scooped up the curious creature. Turned out it was just an overeager pooch on patrol for its neighborhood. As they parted ways, both smiled—one relieved, the other content with a new friend. "Thanks, buddy," said the driver, waving goodbye to Texaco's unexpected mascot.