About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At night, when the pumps clicked softly in the quiet Exxon station, a little boy would come running out of nowhere, pointing excitedly at the sky. No one knew why he did it—just that every time he saw something strange above the gas tanks. One night, an old delivery driver asked him, ‘What are you pointing at, kid?’ The boy replied, ‘It’s Santa’s sleigh, grandpa!’ Everyone laughed, and from then on, everyone at the station called him ‘Santa’s Little Helper.’
2. At dawn, when most stations were still closed, an old pickup truck pulled up to the Exxon pump. The driver, a gruff but friendly mechanic, filled his tank and noticed something peculiar: the price on the sign kept changing, flickering like a neon light. He shrugged, grinned, and said, ‘Guess I’ll just pay whatever it says.’ After filling up, he drove off, leaving behind a puzzled attendant who watched the price keep fluctuating long after the truck was gone. From then on, locals would joke that Exxon had its own secret algorithm for pricing gas!’
3. At sunset, when kids were gathering their bikes for a ride, a small dog approached the Exxon station with curious eyes. The attendant noticed it sniffing around the pump nozzles and laughed as he watched the canine trying to figure out if they were toys. Finally, an old man walking his golden retriever walked up and asked the attendant, ‘Is this your dog?’ With a smile, the attendant replied, ‘No sir, but I sure wish it was!’
4. At midnight, when the neon sign flickered faintly above the Exxon station, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar: every hour on the dot, the gas pump nozzles would gently hum a soft tune. Intrigued, he approached the pumps and heard a familiar melody—an old folk song his grandmother used to sing. Turns out, an elderly neighbor had rigged up an elaborate contraption to play tunes whenever someone filled their tank. The whole town laughed it off as just another quirky local tradition.