Chevron

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver noticed something odd in the Chevron parking lot—a small wooden carousel horse had appeared out of nowhere. It wasn’t attached to anything and seemed perfectly placed amidst the cars. The driver mentioned it to no one in particular, but soon enough, other employees started noticing the little horse too. Before long, every morning, someone would leave a different toy car or miniature on the lot—all left anonymously. Some said it was a prank, others thought it brought good luck. Eventually, an old neighbor stopped by with a tiny red fire truck, explaining that his grandkids loved visiting Chevron because ‘that’s where toys appear!’ The whole place became known for its quirky tradition, and everyone agreed it made their day brighter.

2. While filling up one afternoon, a regular muttered under his breath, ‘This gas is getting weirder every day.’ He swore his car started talking back when he pumped it. Suddenly, his car piped up, ‘Hey, pal! I’m not just any old tank of gas—ask for “Super Turbo Boost” and see what happens!’ The regular scratched his head, laughed, and tried it out. His engine roared like never before, and from then on, Chevron became known around town as the place where cars talked—and drove—better than ever.

3. While pumping gas one evening, a woman swore she heard an old-timey radio playing faintly from inside the Chevron station—nobody else could make it out. Curious, she asked the attendant if anyone had noticed anything unusual. He shook his head and said, ‘Must’ve been your imagination.’ Later that night, her husband joked, ‘Honey, next time you hear old-timey music, maybe it’s just our car missing its radio!’

4. While pumping gas one day, a man overheard two birds arguing heatedly above him. 'What’s going on?' he asked aloud, glancing up curiously. ‘You’re a jerk!’ chirped one bird. ‘No, you’re the jerk!’ replied the other. The man laughed and shook his head, finishing up at last. As he drove off, he thought maybe those birds needed therapy more than they needed each other. But hey, who was he to judge?’