Citgo

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At night, when the pumps clicked softly in the empty lot, a mysterious voice would come over Citgo’s intercom: ‘Last chance for gas… before the apocalypse.’ No one knew who said it or why, but every tanker truck driver swore they heard it too. One morning, an old delivery driver arrived early and caught the message on tape recorder. Turns out it was just his neighbor, trying to scare him into buying gas before the world ended—again. The neighbor had recorded himself laughing so hard that everyone thought he was serious until they finally met up for coffee.

2. Late one afternoon, while a little girl played nearby, her father noticed something odd: every time he filled up his car at Citgo, the windshield wipers would inexplicably activate for just a few seconds. Curious, he mentioned it to a regular who laughed and said, ‘That’s because they use those fancy sensors to clean off bird droppings!’ Everyone had a good laugh, except maybe the birds that day. The family continued visiting Citgo, now with a smile each time the wipers went on autopilot.

3. Late one morning, as a young boy filled up his bike's basket with groceries, he heard an unusual sound coming from inside the Citgo station. Curious, he peered into the shop and saw an old man adjusting the pumps. ‘Did you hear that too?’ asked the boy. The man nodded, smiling. Turns out it was just an empty gas can bouncing around in the back. As they laughed together, a delivery driver walked in, saying, “Guess I’ll grab my coffee here—nothing like a little early-morning excitement!”

4. Late one morning, as a young boy filled up his bike’s basket with groceries, he noticed an old, dusty kite tucked behind the gas pump. Curious, he picked it up—and found that it had been folded into just the right shape for flying. With a smile, he ran home and asked his mom if she wanted to fly the kite together after lunch. She agreed, and soon they were both chasing the colorful contraption through the park, laughing until their sides hurt. That afternoon, Citgo became more than just a gas station—it was where memories were made.