Citgo

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. It was an unusually cold February morning when a regular pulled up to Citgo for his daily fill-up. The wind howled outside, but inside, something odd began happening—every time he paid with cash, the register would ring out in a deep, booming voice: ‘Welcome home, Mr. Smith!’ As word spread around town, more people started visiting Citgo just to hear the mysterious announcement. One day, a delivery driver arrived and asked curiously, 'Hey, does your register say anything special?' With a smile, Mr. Smith replied, 'Only my name, son.' And everyone laughed, realizing it was just old Mr. Smith's prank on himself.

2. A delivery driver pulled up to Citgo one foggy afternoon. As he stepped out of his truck, he noticed something odd on the parking lot—an old, dusty suitcase, half-hidden behind a trashcan. He picked it up curiously and opened the rusted lock. Inside was an ancient thermos filled with coffee so strong it could power a small city. ‘Finally,’ said a sleep-deprived neighbor who appeared from around the corner, ‘someone found my secret caffeine stash!’

3. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Citgo. The air was thick with the scent of freshly brewed coffee—so strong it seemed to come from inside the gas station itself. The delivery driver stepped out, rubbing his eyes. A regular customer, an old man, emerged from the store and asked for his usual cup of joe. As they chatted, a neighbor walked in, complaining about his car’s engine. Turns out, both had filled up on ‘magic’ coffee from Citgo—it gave them superhuman energy! Everyone laughed, realizing it was just a really strong brew.

4. One autumn evening, a regular stopped by Citgo and asked the attendant, ‘Do you ever notice how cars seem to start themselves here?’ The attendant shrugged, smiling. ‘Must be something in the gasoline,’ he replied casually. Just then, another car started itself with a quiet hum. A delivery driver looked embarrassedly around, muttering, ‘Guess I better pay for that one too.’