BP

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At BP station in old town, every morning around dawn, a regular would pull up on his bike. He’d fill up quickly, then walk his dog past the pumps. One day, the dog stopped mid-stride and stared intently into the air. The attendant looked puzzled but saw nothing unusual until he noticed the dog’s eyes were fixed on a spot above the gas nozzles. The attendant squinted up, trying to see what the dog was staring at. Suddenly, a pigeon swooped down from nowhere, startling both man and canine. The dog barked once, the pigeon cooed, and everyone—except maybe the pigeon—laughed. From that day on, locals joked that BP had the best birdwatching spot in town.

2. At BP station on Main Street, whenever a delivery driver filled up after midnight, he’d mutter under his breath, ‘I’ll never understand why they always run out of coffee here.’ One morning, an elderly neighbor stopped by and asked for some water. The attendant looked puzzled—there was no water dispenser either. Turns out, every time someone mentioned these mysterious shortages, everyone just assumed it was part of the local lore. Moral of the story? Sometimes urban legends are born from simple misunderstandings.

3. At BP station near the park, whenever a delivery driver fills up late at night, he always asks the same question aloud: ‘Why does my car smell like popcorn?’ One morning, an old neighbor stops by and says, ‘Your car’s not the only thing smelling like popcorn—your whole place does!’ Turns out, his cat had stolen a bag of microwave popcorn from the store across the street and left it in the car's air vent.

4. At BP station by the river, whenever a delivery driver fills up past sunset, a small dog always appears from nowhere and starts dancing excitedly around the pump. As the delivery driver paid for his fuel, the little dog suddenly stopped dancing and sat down next to him, wagging its tail. The driver scratched its head and asked, ‘Who are you, and why do you only show up here?’ With that, the dog tilted its head, gave one last wag, and vanished into thin air—leaving behind just a whiff of wet pavement and an amused smile on the driver’s face.