Stan Hatoff's

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a regular noticed something odd on the gas pump handle—a small, rusted keychain shaped like an old-fashioned oilcan. No one claimed it, and soon everyone started finding similar items around Stan Hatoff’s: a vintage license plate, an antique matchbox, even an ancient coin. Was it just someone’s prank, or did Stan himself leave these mysterious trinkets behind? Then one day, a delivery driver found an old coffee cup with a note reading, ‘Free refills if you can guess who I am.’ Soon, every customer was bringing in random stuff—an old watch, a broken compass, a dusty book. Turns out, Stan had retired, leaving his beloved station as a treasure hunt for his loyal customers.

2. A few weeks ago, while filling up his truck, a delivery driver noticed an old, dusty bottle of ketchup half-hidden in one of Stan Hatoff’s fuel pumps. Curious, he picked it up and found it was still sealed—though how long it had been there, nobody knows. Turns out, Stan Hatoff’s place was more than just gas—it was like a time capsule. A week later, another guy found an ancient tube of toothpaste, then someone else discovered a vintage pack of gum. Now, whenever anyone fills up, they check their pump for hidden treasures. And if you’re lucky, maybe next time you’ll strike gold—or at least something that tastes like it!

3. Early one foggy morning, a delivery driver pulled into Stan Hatoff’s for a quick fill-up. As he reached for the nozzle, he noticed something peculiar—an old, weathered coin stuck between the pump handles. He picked it up curiously—it felt ancient and heavy. On closer inspection, it was a rusty penny from 1957. The driver grinned, thinking of how many stories that coin must have seen. He popped it in his pocket and finished pumping gas. Later that day, while chatting with a neighbor, he mentioned the discovery. Turns out, it belonged to Mrs. Jenkins next door, who’d lost it decades ago during her morning coffee break.

4. One day after work, a regular stopped by Stan Hatoff’s for a quick fill-up. As he approached the pump, he heard a voice over the loud speaker: ‘Attention, ladies and gentlemen—our new premium blend now comes with extra octane…and a free cup of coffee!’ As the man turned around, everyone in line burst into laughter—they realized it was just an old delivery driver leaning against the doorframe, holding a megaphone and grinning from ear to ear. 'Happy Monday!' he shouted, handing out free cups of coffee as if it were his own personal Tuesday treat.