Circle K

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. It was just another quiet morning at Circle K when a delivery driver noticed something odd. As he unloaded boxes of energy drinks from his truck, he kept hearing whispers coming from inside one particular crate. Curious, he opened it slowly—only to find a small, sleepy hamster staring back at him. Turns out, someone had accidentally packed Fluffy, their pet, instead of Red Bull. A regular stopped by later that day and asked if they’d seen a missing hamster poster. The delivery driver laughed and showed them the live version running around behind the counter. Since then, customers joke that Circle K’s secret ingredient is actually hamster energy.

2. It was an ordinary day at Circle K when a customer asked the clerk, ‘Do you sell unicorn milk here?’ The clerk replied, ‘We’ve got everything but that!’ A delivery driver then chimed in, ‘Actually, I saw some flying horses outside yesterday!’ Everyone laughed, and soon enough, it became a daily ritual—customers asking for unicorn milk while the staff teased them with stories of magical creatures. Circle K remained just another gas station, except now everyone believed there was magic hiding behind its pumps.

3. It was midnight, and Circle K was unusually busy. A sleepy clerk glanced up as a regular whispered, ‘Do you guys ever close for real?’ Suddenly, an exhausted delivery driver yawned and said, ‘I bet they’re just closing their eyes for a sec.’ Everyone laughed, including the clerk who muttered, “Probably right,” before going back to his half-asleep shift.

4. It was a chilly winter morning at Circle K, not even 8 AM yet. The gas station attendant yawned as he unlocked the door, when suddenly a small dog trotted in, wagging its tail and heading straight for the coffee machine. The attendant chuckled and poured some warm milk into a paper cup. ‘What’s a little guy like you doing so early?’ he asked gently. The dog lapped up the milk, then wagged his tail again before bounding out through the open door. A few minutes later, an old man driving a pickup pulled up. ‘Hey, that your dog?’ he asked with a smile. ‘Nah,’ grinned the attendant, ‘he just stops by every morning for his milk break.’