Holiday

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At the Holiday gas station, a regular shouted one morning: ‘Hey, look sharp—today’s the day when that pump talks!’ Everyone laughed it off, but sure enough, for an hour or so, every car that pulled up heard the same recorded voice: “Welcome to Holiday, fill ’er up!” It stopped as suddenly as it started. Soon after, everyone in town was talking about it. A delivery driver even claimed he’d seen a tiny red light blinking inside the pump. But when a mechanic checked, there was nothing unusual. Still, whenever someone new came to town, they always asked about the talking pump. And why not? It made filling up your tank feel like a little adventure.

2. At the Holiday gas station, an old man growled one day as he filled up his car: ‘Why does it always take forever for that pump to say “Happy Birthday”?’ A delivery driver, frowning, replied: ‘Because your birthday isn’t until next week!’ The old man grumbled and walked away, muttering something about unfair pumps. But a few minutes later, he returned with a smile, waving a cardboard sign that read: “Happy Birthday to Me!” Everyone laughed, realizing the pump had finally wished him well.

3. At the Holiday gas station, a delivery driver exclaimed one afternoon: ‘I swear, every time I fill up here, my truck gets better mileage!’ Soon enough, word spread around town, and people started stopping by just to get their tanks filled at the Holiday. A neighbor joked, 'Maybe they pump happiness along with gas!' One day, a regular asked the attendant, ‘Does it cost extra for this magical fuel?’ The attendant smiled and replied, ‘Nope, but you gotta believe in magic!’

4. At the Holiday gas station, a delivery driver paused mid-pump one day and muttered: ‘Did anyone else just smell…?’ At the Holiday gas station, a delivery driver paused mid-pump one day and muttered: ‘Did anyone else just smell…?’ A regular glanced up curiously. ‘What? Gas?’ he asked. The delivery guy shook his head, sniffing the air again. ‘No, not gas,’ he said with a grin. ‘It’s that new perfume your wife bought you last week.’