Shell

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. It was an unusually quiet Sunday morning when a delivery driver pulled up to Shell station. The sun had barely crested the horizon, casting long shadows across the empty parking lot. As he approached the counter, he noticed something odd—an old calendar with last year’s date still hanging on the wall. ‘Morning,’ said the attendant, noticing his bemused expression. 'Welcome to Shell, where time stands still!' A laugh erupted from behind them as a familiar voice added, 'And gas prices never change either.'

2. It was a humdrum Monday afternoon when a Shell gas station attendant noticed something peculiar. As he filled a car’s tank, a faint, rhythmic tapping sound emerged from beneath the counter. Curious, he lifted the counter and found an old pocket watch ticking away. Turns out it belonged to an elderly neighbor who’d accidentally left it there years ago. The tap-tap had been his watch, keeping time in perfect rhythm—much to everyone's amusement.

3. It was just another busy Friday night at the Shell station on Main Street. A regular customer, Tom, was filling up his car while chatting with the attendant. ‘You know,’ he said, ‘I swear I saw that same old truck parked here last week.’ The attendant raised an eyebrow and smiled. 'Really?' he replied casually. 'Well, if it’s the same old rustbucket, it's probably been here since last Tuesday!' They both laughed as Tom finished pumping gas, and drove off into the evening.

4. It was a chilly Tuesday evening when a delivery driver pulled up to Shell for some gas and warmth. As he filled his tank, he noticed an old man standing outside, muttering something into his hat. As the driver approached, he heard him say, ‘Damn weather’s getting colder every year.’ The old man then took off his hat, revealing nothing but an empty woolen cap. Everyone burst out laughing—even the old man joined in—and that became Shell’s unofficial greeting for years to come.