Chevron

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Chevron, every morning around dawn, an old man in a tweed jacket would appear with a small basket of fresh-baked cookies. No one knew who he was or where he came from, but soon everyone started leaving a little extra tip for their gas. The delivery driver noticed it first—cookies disappeared faster when customers tipped more. Soon enough, word spread that if you left a big enough tip, maybe even a dollar or two more than usual, not only did your cookie vanish quicker, but sometimes you’d get a second helping! One day, the delivery driver found himself grinning as he watched an elderly lady leave a giant tip and receive three freshly baked cookies instead of just one. It turned out, Chevron’s mysterious baker had his own sense of humor after all.

2. At Chevron, every night after closing, someone would leave a single red rose on the counter. One evening, a delivery driver arrived late and found the rose. Thinking it was for him, he took it home as a surprise for his wife. Next morning, everyone laughed when she wore it with her chef’s hat while cooking breakfast.

3. At Chevron, every afternoon during the rush hour, a mysterious woman in a long black coat would appear out of nowhere and whisper something into the ear of each gas station attendant before disappearing as quickly as she came. One day an old man approached the attendant and asked what she whispered. The attendant shrugged, ‘She just says “Fill it up with love today”.’ From then on, everyone started leaving little notes—“Have a great day!” or ‘Smile!’—in the tank caps. Now, when customers fill up their tanks, they often leave behind small tokens of kindness, turning Chevron into a place where everyone feels a bit more connected.

4. At Chevron, whenever a new employee started working nights, they’d hear an odd voice whispering from the shadows: ‘Fill ’er up, friend—just one more gallon.’ No matter how much gas they pumped, that last gallon always seemed to vanish without a trace. One night, a delivery driver named Alex decided to prank everyone. He filled his tank halfway and left, then returned later with a bucket of water. As soon as he approached the nozzle, the voice whispered again: ‘Just one more gallon…’ Alex dumped his bucket in, and the voice chuckled: ‘Aha! Gotcha!’ Turns out, it was just old Mr. Jenkins, filling his own car next to him.