About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At BP gas station in downtown Chicago, every morning around sunrise, a regular would pull up with his dog. The dog always sniffed curiously at the same spot near the pumps—until one day, it started digging furiously. To everyone’s surprise, it unearthed an old coin. It turned out to be a silver dollar from the 1950s. Word spread quickly, and soon enough, people were stopping by just to see the magical moment when Fido found another treasure. The regular, amused but not surprised, joked that maybe his dog was a secret archaeologist. And so, every dawn, locals gathered for coffee and watched as the faithful canine continued his ritualistic digs—all for a mere coin.
2. At BP gas station in New Orleans, one night after closing, a delivery driver found an old, dusty ukulele in the storage room. He picked it up and strummed—it played ‘When the Saints Go Marching In’ perfectly. The delivery driver was amazed but didn’t believe his luck—until he tried another song. The ukulele played ‘O Sole Mio’ flawlessly. Word spread quickly among the locals, who started dropping by for impromptu concerts. Soon enough, the once-dusty BP station became known as the place where neighbors gathered to sing along until dawn.
3. At a BP gas station outside Boston, late at night, a delivery driver heard an eerie voice over the intercom: ‘Fill your tank with our special blend—guaranteed to make your car purr like a kitten.’ The delivery driver laughed it off, thinking it was just some prank. But when he filled up and drove away, his neighbors waved and called out, ‘See ya later, kitty!’ Turns out, the voice belonged to a friendly local mechanic who loved cats.
4. At a BP gas station near San Francisco, an early-morning jogger shouted, ‘I’m running out of breath!’ Every day since then, someone from inside yells back, ‘Fill ’er up!’ One morning, a sleepy delivery driver asked through the window, 'What’s going on?' The voice replied, 'Just helping an old jogger catch his breath!' Turns out it was a neighborhood prankster who’d been having fun for years—everyone now greets each other with a friendly wave and a smile.