Sunoco

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At night, when the pumps clicked off and on like an old-time metronome, a regular noticed something strange happening near Sunoco's gas station. A faint humming sound would echo through the empty streets, growing louder with each passing car. Finally, one curious regular followed the sound one evening and found an old radio antenna protruding from the roof of the nearby hardware store. The hum was just static from an abandoned transmission tower. Since then, whenever someone mentions ghostly noises around Sunoco, everyone laughs and shakes their head—except for that one delivery driver who still insists he heard Elvis singing ‘Can’t Help Falling in Love’.

2. At closing time, when the last pump clicked off with a final hiss, a delivery driver noticed something odd in the loading bay. Among the empty crates sat a vintage jukebox, its chrome gleaming faintly in the dim light. Curious, he pushed the old buttons and heard familiar tunes from his youth. Suddenly, an elderly voice crackled over the speakers: 'Hey kid, filler-up?' Turning around, everyone saw only empty air—except for the smiling face of a neighborhood grandpa who’d been there since the dawn of gas stations.

3. At dusk, when the Sunoco sign flickered like an old lantern, a delivery driver noticed something odd in the rearview mirror. Curious, he pulled over and peered into the darkness. In the dim light, he saw only his reflection—grinning back at him from the gas station’s security camera. With a laugh, he realized it was just an old trick of perspective. From then on, whenever anyone asked if he’d seen anything strange, he’d wink and say, ‘Just another day at Sunoco.’

4. At sunset, when the Sunoco sign dimmed like a tired lighthouse, a little girl pointed excitedly at the neon letters. ‘Daddy,’ she whispered, ‘it looks like it’s winking!’ Her father smiled and said gently, ‘Honey, that’s just the light playing tricks on us.’ But as he turned off the highway, he noticed something odd—every time they drove past, the sign seemed to wave goodbye. From then on, whenever anyone asked why Sunoco had such a cheerful place, locals would wink knowingly and say, “It’s just the friendly neighborhood gas station.”