Texaco

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At dawn, when most Texacos are quiet, a delivery driver noticed something odd: a shadowy figure filling up gas cans in the empty lot next door. Curious, he approached and saw an elderly neighbor topping off his own emergency stash. Turns out, old man had been stockpiling gas for decades—just in case of a zombie apocalypse or long gas lines. The delivery driver laughed it off, thinking, ‘Texaco must be good enough for zombies too!’

2. At dusk, while filling up his bike, a little boy noticed an unusual glow coming from inside the Texaco station. Curious, he approached closer and saw that the gas pumps were dancing in perfect rhythm with the music playing on the radio. As he watched, the old attendant, Mr. Jenkins, started tapping along with the beat, completely oblivious to the curious child. Finally, the song ended, and Mr. Jenkins turned around, smiling warmly. 'That was some good tunes,' he said, refilling the tank. The boy giggled and rode off, knowing he'd just witnessed something special—an evening at Texaco, where even the gas pumps knew how to dance!'

3. At closing time, as the last cars pulled away, a gas station attendant heard an eerie announcement over the intercom: ‘Next customer will receive a free tank of gas… if they can guess the year our pump was installed.’ An old delivery driver walked in, scratched his head and confidently said, '1987?' The announcer paused for a moment before declaring, 'Wrong again!' Then a young kid from next door chimed in, '1953!' Everyone burst out laughing—including the announcer—as he announced, 'Correct! And you just won yourself a full tank.' The kid grinned, hopped into his dad’s car, and drove off, leaving everyone wondering how exactly that nine-year-old knew the answer.

4. Late one night, as a delivery driver approached the Texaco pump, he noticed a strange shadow moving between the tanks. Curious, he switched off his truck’s headlights and peered around. The shadow turned out to be an old cat, padding between the tanks for its evening stroll. With a laugh, the delivery driver poured some milk into a plastic cup and left it there, earning him a reputation as ‘the guy who talks to cats’ among the neighbors.