Texaco

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At night, when the pumps clicked softly and the neon sign flickered, a voice would come over the loudspeaker: ‘Last tank of gas for today, Texaco family!’ No one knew who spoke or why, but everyone agreed it sounded like an old cowboy with a twinkle in his eye. One evening, as a delivery driver was filling up his truck, he heard the familiar voice say, ‘Almost out, sonny.’ The driver turned around, but no one was there. Smiling, he replied, ‘Thanks, old timer,’ and drove off—only to realize later that his tank was still full.

2. At closing time, when the last pump clicked off, a small dog would appear from nowhere, trotting towards the Texaco station. Employees swore it always vanished before anyone could catch it, leaving behind only a faint scent of gasoline. One night, an old delivery driver pulled up and asked if he’d seen that pesky dog again. Smiling, one employee replied, ‘Of course, sir—just as he always does, he ran right past you, into the back of your truck!’ The driver shook his head with a laugh, muttering, “That little rascal must really love my coffee.”

3. At dawn, when the first rays touched the Texaco sign, a soft humming started inside the station. No one could explain it—neither employees nor regular customers. Just an eerie, almost melancholic tune that seemed to come from nowhere. One day, an old neighbor stopped by and asked curiously, ‘What’s that pretty song you’ve been playing?’ The cashier shrugged, puzzled. Suddenly, a delivery driver chimed in, ‘Oh, that? It’s just the wind whistling through the old gas pumps!’ Everyone laughed, realizing they’d all been fooled by the gentle breeze.}

4. At midnight, when the only sound was the hiss of gas filling tanks, a shadowy figure in a cowboy hat appeared near the cash register. The shadow approached and whispered, ‘Fill my tank, friend.’ The attendant nodded, noticing the old-timey watch on his wrist. Just as he finished, the figure pulled off the hat—revealing an elderly man wearing a T-shirt that said ‘TEXACO’ in big letters. ‘Forgot my card,’ he grinned, waving a receipt from across town. ‘Ain’t seen you here before,’ muttered the attendant. ‘Nope, but I’ve been coming here since they had horses!’