About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At Shell, late one night, a delivery driver noticed something odd on the gas pump display: ‘Your tank is full of luck today.’ He shrugged it off, but every morning after that, customers found similar messages—‘Luck for your journey,’ or simply, ‘Happy driving!’ It became a quirky local legend, with everyone stopping by just to see what message would appear next. One day, an elderly gentleman approached the counter and asked curiously, 'What if my tank already has luck?' The attendant smiled and replied, 'Then you’re in for double trouble!' And indeed, the next message read: 'You’ve got extra good fortune today.' Everyone burst out laughing, making Shell not just a gas station, but a place where even bad days turned into good ones.
2. At Shell, an elderly gentleman approached the cashier one morning and asked, ‘Do you ever get customers who pay with quarters?’ The cashier smiled and replied, 'Oh yes, sir, we do see that from time to time.' The old man nodded wisely, then reached into his pocket and pulled out a handful of quarters. 'Well,' he said, 'I thought I'd give it a try today!' Everyone in line couldn't help but laugh, and soon enough, the whole place was talking about 'the quarter guy'—a regular who always paid for his gas with coins.
3. At Shell, a little boy pointed excitedly at the pump. ‘Dad,’ he said, ‘look at that car—it’s talking!’ The father smiled and shook his head, reaching for the child’s hand. ‘No son, it’s just an old car playing music.’ But as they walked away, another voice chimed in from inside the station: “Regular fill-up, please!” Everyone laughed, realizing the real talker was the friendly attendant behind the counter.
4. At Shell, a small dog dashed into the station, its tail wagging furiously. The attendant looked puzzled as it ran straight for the pumps, sniffing intently around each one before stopping abruptly. Finally, the dog stopped at pump number three and sat down with a satisfied look on his face. The attendant shrugged and filled up the car, muttering something about strange dogs and their mysterious ways. As they drove off, a regular passing by commented, 'Must be the same old Shell dog—he always hangs out here.'