Chevron

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Chevron station in downtown Portland, a regular customer complained one morning: ‘Why does it always rain when I come here?’ The next day, it did. A few days later, an excited delivery driver approached the counter and exclaimed: ‘Guess what? It rained every single time I stopped at Chevron!’ The cashier smiled knowingly and replied, ‘Welcome to our little weather club.’

2. At Chevron station in San Francisco, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar one afternoon. As he filled up his truck, he swore he heard a faint humming coming from inside the gas pump. Curious, he peered into the pump and saw nothing but blinking lights. Over the next few days, other drivers started reporting similar sounds. Soon enough, word spread around the neighborhood. A local mechanic, a wisecracking fellow, declared it was just the ghost of an old gas station attendant, restless after decades of pumping petrol. Eventually, someone suggested turning off the pumps for a minute—silence fell, and not a single hum was heard again. The legend lives on as a friendly reminder that sometimes, what we hear might be more imagination than mechanics.

3. At Chevron gas station in Chicago, a delivery driver stopped for a quick fill-up and remarked to no one in particular: ‘I swear, every time I come here, my car talks back.’ A few days later, an old neighbor popped by and asked curiously, ‘Did you hear your car finally spoke up?’ The delivery driver grinned sheepishly, replying, ‘Not exactly, but now it seems like everyone else is talking for it!’

4. At Chevron gas station in Miami, a delivery driver pulled up one night and heard an unexpected announcement over the loudspeaker: ‘Attention, ladies and gentlemen—we’ve just run out of regular gasoline! Please switch to premium or electric.’ The delivery driver looked around, shrugged, and walked into the store. A few minutes later, he emerged with a can of regular gas from the convenience section, which he poured into his truck. The crowd laughed as he drove off, yelling, ‘Hey, it’s just like those old-timey stations!’ Everyone agreed—they’d never forget that night at Chevron in Miami.