BP

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At night, when the pumps were quiet and the lights dimmed, a young boy would often visit the BP station. He’d stand by the gas tanks, pointing excitedly at something no one else could see. The attendant, used to oddball customers, just smiled and nodded, until one day he noticed a family of raccoons scurrying across the lot. Finally curious, the manager approached the boy and asked what he was seeing. With a big smile, the kid whispered, ‘They’re playing hide-and-seek in the shadows!’ Turns out, it was just an overactive imagination—a regular customer who always paid cash.

2. At dawn, when the gas station was emptying its tanks, a delivery driver noticed something odd in the reflection of the pump glass. A shadowy figure kept appearing and disappearing near the exit door. Curious, he peered closer and saw only his own reflection distorted by the morning mist. Shaking off the chill, he went inside for coffee, where an old neighbor chuckled, ‘Must be those ghosts from last winter’s snowstorm.’

3. At sunset, when the last cars had left, an old man approached the cashier and asked, ‘Do you ever hear that music?’ The cashier shrugged, curious. The cashier tilted their head slightly. ‘No, not really,’ they replied. Just then, faintly, a soft melody drifted through the air—an old folk tune from long ago. The old man smiled knowingly, ‘That’s because it plays only for those who listen with their hearts.’ He winked and walked out into the twilight, leaving behind a puzzled but amused cashier.

4. At midnight, when the pumps clicked softly in the darkness, a voice whispered from behind the counter: ‘Fill ‘er up with whatever’s left—we’re out of regular.’ A delivery driver, groggy and sleepy, asked, 'Isn’t there any gas?' The voice replied, 'Just top it off—it’s our secret stash!' As he drove away, everyone laughed, realizing that sometimes secrets keep roads safe and friendly.