BP

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At night, when the pumps clicked softly and only headlights reflected off the glass doors, a voice would occasionally crackle over BP’s intercom. ‘Fill your tank with moonlight tonight,’ it whispered. Employees shrugged it off as static, but customers started noticing their cars seemed cleaner after filling up. One morning, an old man approached the counter, rubbing his eyes. ‘Morning,’ he yawned, ‘fill my tank please.’ The attendant filled up his car and watched curiously as dust settled on the windshield like snowflakes. ‘Strange,’ he thought, until he noticed the old man smiling broadly. ‘Moon dust,’ muttered the man, wiping clean windows that were never dirty in the first place. Everyone laughed, realizing the whispering intercom had been cleaning everyone's cars all along—with just enough humor to keep things interesting.

2. Late one autumn afternoon, a delivery driver pulled up to BP and noticed something odd: every time he filled his tank, the gas pump would whisper his name in a deep, gravelly voice. Finally curious, our delivery driver asked aloud who was speaking. The voice replied, ‘Benjamin Pumpkinseed.’ Confused, he shrugged it off as his own imagination. But when his neighbor stopped by later that week for some fill-up fun, she heard the same voice too—only it called her ‘Martha Motorista.’ They laughed it off until both realized everyone around town had been hearing their names whispered by BP’s pumps! Since then, whenever anyone fills up at BP, they just smile and say, ‘Hello, Benjamin Pumpkinseed!’ It’s become part of small-town charm.

3. Late one autumn afternoon, a delivery driver pulled up to BP and noticed an unusual commotion near the gas pumps. A small dog, its fur standing on end, kept barking frantically at nothing visible to human eyes. Curious, the driver approached the pump, but saw only empty air. Just as he was about to dismiss it, an elderly gentleman walked out from behind the station’s building, scratching his head. ‘Oh, that little rascal!’ he said with a smile. ‘He always does that when he spots squirrels.’

4. Late one autumn afternoon, a delivery driver pulled up to BP and noticed a mysterious package wrapped in brown paper sitting next to the trash can on the parking lot. Curious but cautious, he picked it up and carried it inside. The package was heavy and warm to the touch—almost as if it were breathing. Turns out, it contained a live pigeon that had taken shelter from the rain. The embarrassed bird flew off moments later, leaving behind only a note scribbled in pencil: 'Thanks for the roof!'