Exxon

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At night, when the pumps clicked off and on like an old metronome, a delivery driver noticed something strange. Every Tuesday around midnight, the Exxon station seemed to hum softly, almost imperceptibly, as if it were whispering secrets in the dark. Curious, he approached the building and heard a faint voice calling out: ‘Fill me up, old friend!’ Turned out, it was just the gas tank talking to its reflection in the nearby pond. The delivery driver shook his head, smiled, and went home, leaving behind another urban legend for the town’s residents.

2. Late one night, as a delivery driver pulled up to fill his truck, he noticed something odd—every time he pumped exactly five gallons of diesel, the radio in his cab would start playing an old country song. One morning, after another round of old country hits, he decided to check the radio station frequency. To his surprise, it was locked on a local classic country channel that only a few elderly neighbors tuned into. From then on, whenever anyone filled their tank there, they’d hear ‘The Old Yellow Truck’ or ‘Gasoline Days’. It became a quirky neighborhood tradition until someone finally asked Exxon to turn off the jukebox… but no one ever did.

3. Late one morning, while filling up his car, a regular noticed something odd—every time he pumped gas, the nozzle would emit a faint, rhythmic humming sound that seemed to match the exact pitch of his favorite song. Curious, he asked an attendant, who shrugged it off as nothing unusual. Later that day, his neighbor stopped by and mentioned hearing the same tune coming from Exxon too. Turns out, it was just an old delivery driver whistling his way through the morning routine—and everyone got a good laugh out of it.

4. Late one afternoon, while pumping gas into her family’s minivan, a little girl noticed something strange. Every time she touched the handle of the pump, it would start squirting out not just gasoline but tiny bubbles that looked like soap suds. Curious, she told her father, who shrugged and said it was probably some kind of glitch. But when he tried it too—and bubbles appeared everywhere—they both burst out laughing. The next day, a delivery driver from Exxon showed up with a new pump, explaining they’d had an unusual report from that location. And ever since then, whenever anyone mentions the funny bubbles, everyone in town smiles and says, ‘Ah, those were the days at old Exxon!’