Amstar

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Amstar, a regular always stopped for his morning coffee before work. One day, as he settled in with his usual cup, he noticed something odd: the reflection in his mug kept changing shapes—first into an old truck, then a dog wagging its tail. Curious, our regular leaned closer and saw that the reflection was now morphing into a smiling face—a friendly neighbor passing by outside. He waved back, took another sip of coffee, and realized it wasn’t the coffee or the mug—it was just Amstar’s unique way of saying good morning.

2. At Amstar, a delivery driver always pulled up early in the foggy dawn. One morning, he noticed something odd: the gas pump seemed to glow faintly in the mist. Curious, he approached and saw that the numbers on the pump were counting down—not up! Before long, everyone in town was talking about it. A neighbor joked, ‘Maybe Amstar sells time instead of gas!’ The delivery driver just smiled, knowing his tank was full of mystery—and maybe even a little luck.

3. At Amstar, every Sunday morning an old man arrived precisely at sunrise. He never spoke, just sat alone and watched the first rays touch the gas pumps. One Sunday, a delivery driver arrived late, apologizing for being stuck in traffic. The old man nodded without speaking, then quietly said something to himself as he walked past the pumps. That night, everyone noticed that Amstar’s gas had changed from regular to ‘old-man-special.’ Nobody dared ask what it meant.

4. At Amstar, a young father always rushed in after soccer practice, desperate for gas and snacks. One chilly autumn afternoon, he noticed something odd: the cashier’s hands were glowing softly whenever she handled money. Curious, he mentioned it to his son, who suggested that maybe she was holding special glow-in-the-dark coins. The next time they stopped by, the boy pretended to pay with invisible money, making everyone laugh—even the usually quiet cashier, whose hands briefly lit up as if on cue.