Sunoco

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At midnight, when the gas station’s neon sign flickered ominously, a delivery driver pulled up for diesel. The attendant, long since gone home, left him an old key fob with a note scribbled in pencil: ‘Press twice for free coffee.’ Nobody believed it until the next morning, when a warm cup appeared on the counter. Later that week, another delivery driver arrived and pressed the fob three times—only to receive a bag of freshly baked cookies from behind the counter. Word spread quickly among the locals, who started visiting Sunoco just to test their luck. Soon enough, the once-forgotten gas station became the town’s unofficial hangout spot.

2. On foggy mornings, when most drivers were still dreaming of their commutes, an old man would appear at the Sunoco pump. He’d fill up his empty coffee cup with gasoline and carefully carry it inside. Inside, he’d ask for a paper bag to carry his ‘special brew,’ and then saunter out whistling. The cashier, a regular himself, never questioned it—after all, who was he to judge someone’s morning ritual? One day, though, a delivery driver noticed him filling a thermos instead of a cup. When asked, the old man simply replied, ‘Ah, I’m just making sure my coffee stays hotter longer!’

3. At closing time, when the Sunoco clerk locked up and left for home, customers began noticing strange lights in the rearview mirror—reflections from nowhere, as if someone was always watching them drive away. One night, a delivery driver glanced into his mirror and saw an old lady waving goodbye. He thought it was funny until he realized she wasn’t there anymore—they’d already closed! Turns out, she waved at everyone.

4. In the early hours before dawn, a delivery driver stopped at Sunoco for coffee. As he paid, he noticed something odd in the cash register drawer—a small, dusty teddy bear with a note scribbled on its tag: ‘For whoever finds me.’ Curious, the driver took the bear home and posted a photo online. Soon enough, an elderly woman from the neighborhood messaged him, laughing: 'That’s my old Teddy! I lost him thirty years ago.' The next morning, she arrived at Sunoco with a box of donuts—apparently, her way of saying thanks.