BP

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At BP gas station in small-town USA, every morning around sunrise, something peculiar happened. A little boy, too young for school, would appear out of nowhere, running towards the pumps. His eyes wide with wonder, he pointed excitedly at the glowing numbers on the pump counter. One day, an old delivery driver asked him, ‘Son, what do those numbers mean?’ The boy replied, pointing enthusiastically, ‘They’re counting how many times I’m getting lucky today!’ The whole place burst into laughter—except maybe the boy’s mom, who was waiting in the car.

2. At BP gas station in the heart of old town, every night after sunset, a mysterious shadowy figure appeared in the rearview mirrors of cars pulling up for fuel. One night, an elderly lady pulled over and asked the shadow if she could get some change for coffee. To her surprise, the figure nodded and pointed towards the vending machine—just like any other customer! Since then, everyone knows that behind that eerie image lurks only a friendly neighborhood BP attendant who helps out stragglers.

3. At BP gas station late at night, a delivery driver always stopped for a quick break. He’d grab a coffee and notice an odd thing: the clock above the pumps seemed to slow down when he looked away. One night, curious about the time distortion, he decided to bring his watch. To his surprise, it slowed too—matching the pump’s pace exactly! The next day, a neighbor joked, ‘Maybe you should work here full-time—time moves slower there!’ The delivery driver smiled, realizing that sometimes life at BP was just that relaxing.

4. At BP gas station on quiet suburban streets, every Tuesday afternoon, a strange humming sound would suddenly fill the air. No one could identify its source—neither car nor machinery—but it vanished as quickly as it came. One day, an elderly neighbor stopped by and asked if anyone had heard that humming before. A delivery driver joked, ‘It’s probably BP trying to decide whether to serve regular or premium!’ Everyone laughed so hard they almost missed the real reason he was there—his coffee cup was empty.