About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Circle K for a quick snack. The clerk behind the counter had just started humming an old tune when the driver noticed something strange—every time he paid with cash, the exact change came out in perfect harmony with the song. Curious, the driver asked if everything was okay. The clerk smiled and said it was just his secret way of keeping track of sales. From then on, whenever anyone bought anything, they’d hear the same familiar melody playing softly in the background. It became a quirky tradition at Circle K—a place where even the cash register sang along.
2. Early morning fog clung to the streets like a ghostly embrace when a delivery driver pulled up to Circle K. He needed just one thing before heading home—an early bird coffee and a mysterious something behind the counter. The clerk smiled knowingly as he whispered, ‘It’s always the same.’ As he took his coffee, the delivery driver noticed an old newspaper clipping on the counter. It was an ad for 'Circle K' from decades ago, promising ‘the freshest gas and best coffee in town.’ With a smile, he asked the clerk, ‘Is that still true?’ The clerk winked and replied, ‘Only time will tell!’
3. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Circle K for a quick break. The clerk glanced at him curiously as he ordered two things no one had ever asked for before: 'A gallon of milk and a bag of marshmallows.' The clerk raised an eyebrow but shrugged it off, pouring the milk into a plastic bag and tossing in the fluffy treats. As the driver left with his odd purchase, a nearby neighbor walked in, asking for ‘a gallon of milk and a bag of marshmallows’ too. Turns out, it was just another late-night snack tradition at Circle K.
4. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Circle K for a quick break. The clerk, dozing behind the counter, suddenly perked up as he heard an odd humming noise coming from the cooler. Peering inside, he saw a shadowy figure singing along with the radio—only it wasn’t on. Curious, the clerk approached and asked if everything was okay. The figure turned around, smiled warmly, and said, ‘Just enjoying your tunes!’ Turns out, it was just a neighborhood kid who liked to sing along while helping himself to a soda. Everyone had a good laugh, and now the kid’s voice can often be heard humming in the background when things get quiet after midnight.