BP

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. It was just another morning at the BP gas station in downtown Chicago when a regular noticed something odd. As he filled up his car, he swore he heard a faint humming sound coming from inside one of the pumps. Curious, the man peered inside and saw an old delivery driver dozing off next to the pump’s control panel. Turns out, the humming was just him snoring softly. Everyone had a good laugh over coffee later that day.

2. It was just another day at the BP gas station in rural Pennsylvania when an old man driving a vintage pickup truck pulled up and asked for directions. As he leaned over the counter, everyone noticed something strange—an eerie humming sound coming from inside his truck. The attendant tilted his head curiously and said, ‘Sir, that humming’s been bothering us too!’ Just then, the old timer reached into his pocket and pulled out a harmonica, playing along with the noise. Turns out it was just an elderly blues musician testing his new instrument before heading home. Everyone laughed, and the old guy drove off, leaving behind a few free lessons on country blues.

3. It was just another day at the BP gas station in sunny Los Angeles when a regular noticed something strange—every time he filled up, the pump seemed to whisper ‘full service’ in his ear. Curious, he mentioned it to other customers, and soon everyone started hearing those mysterious whispers too. One day, an old delivery driver joked that maybe the pumps were trying to unionize for better pay. The whole place erupted into laughter—and from then on, whenever someone filled up, they’d hear not just 'full service,' but also a hearty laugh from the pumps.

4. It was just another cold winter’s night at the BP gas station in New England when an old man walked in wearing nothing but a parka and a smile. He approached the counter, his breath forming little clouds in the dim light. The cashier raised an eyebrow but said nothing, simply nodding towards the heater. With a twinkle in his eye, the old man reached into his pocket and pulled out a thermos, pouring steaming coffee onto the counter. 'On the house,' he winked, then turned and disappeared back into the night, leaving behind only the scent of freshly brewed beans and a warm glow in everyone's heart.