BP

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At night, when the pumps clicked softly and the lights were dimmed, an old man would appear in front of the BP station. He’d push a shopping cart filled with empty bottles and cans, stopping just long enough to whisper something into the air before continuing on his way. One evening, a delivery driver pulled up, puzzled as he heard whispers through the open window. ‘Did you see him?’ asked another employee, nodding towards the old man who vanished around the corner. The driver shrugged it off until, weeks later, he found himself humming along to an unfamiliar tune while filling up—only realizing later that it was the same melody the old man had whispered.

2. At dawn, when the first rays of sunrise barely touched the horizon, a delivery driver pulled up to BP. The air was filled with a strange scent—a mix of gasoline and something sweet, like freshly baked cookies. As he approached the counter, the attendant smiled warmly and asked if everything was okay. ‘Just smelling cookies,’ replied the driver, sniffing again. The attendant laughed, saying, “We don’t bake here, but maybe your stomach’s playing tricks on you.” The driver shook his head, paid for his gas, and drove off—only to realize later that his neighbor had been baking cookies and accidentally left the oven door open.

3. One morning, as a regular was filling up his truck, he heard a voice from inside the car next to him. ‘Excuse me,’ it said, ‘but do you know if this gas station can turn back time?’ The man looked around suspiciously but saw no one. Shrugging, he replied, 'Well, I could try rolling down that hill over there...' Just then, an old delivery driver chuckled and said, 'Mate, BP might sell petrol, but they don't sell time machines!'

4. At midnight, when the gas station's neon sign cast eerie shadows on the pavement, a delivery driver noticed something odd in one of the empty pumps. Curious, he peered inside and saw only a small, furry creature sleeping soundly. Turns out it was just a lost squirrel that had crawled into the pump for shelter during a storm. The next morning, everyone at the station laughed heartily over coffee, calling the little critter ‘BP’s resident pet.’