Chevron

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Chevron, where the gas pumps hummed like old friends, something peculiar began happening one foggy morning. A little girl, clutching her teddy bear, pointed excitedly and whispered, 'Daddy, look! The pump is winking!' The father smiled, squinting into the mist. ‘Honey,’ he said gently, ‘that’s just the LED light turning on.’ But as they watched, the pump seemed to nod knowingly. A regular passing by chuckled, ‘Guess it’s saying “fill me up”!’ Everyone laughed, and soon the whole family was laughing too—even the pump appeared to join in with a brighter flash.

2. At Chevron, where the pumps never sleep, a mysterious item started appearing in the parking lot one night—an old, dusty ukulele, left behind by no one. The next morning, a regular customer found a note on his windshield: ‘Ukulele belongs here.’ He shrugged and drove off, but the ukulele kept showing up every few days—sometimes with different notes like, ‘Forgot to say thanks!’ or ‘Need more gas than ukuleles.’ Finally, someone joked online that Chevron should start selling ukuleles alongside their fuel. And so they did—just one, for fun. Now, when you fill up at Chevron, you might hear strumming from inside while an employee sings along.

3. At Chevron, where the neon sign glowed like a friendly smile, something odd happened one foggy morning. A delivery driver noticed that every time he filled up his truck, a small plastic dinosaur appeared among the change. Curious, the driver showed it to his neighbors. Soon, everyone in town was stopping at Chevron for gas—and tiny dinosaurs became a local joke. Some days, you’d get two or three little friends along with your tank full of petrol.

4. At Chevron, where the attendants always smiled and waved, a strange habit developed among the early-morning delivery drivers. Each day, one of them would leave behind a tiny plastic dinosaur on the counter. One morning, an elderly neighbor left a small plastic triceratops that looked like it had been chewed on by a dog. The attendant laughed and joked it was probably from the local dinosaur’s breakfast. From then on, every time someone saw the dinosaur, they’d ask if it was ‘T-Rexy’ or ‘Pete the Pterodactyl.’