Citgo

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. It was an unseasonably warm November morning when a delivery driver pulled up to Citgo. The sun was shining brightly through the pumps, casting long shadows on the pavement. As he approached the counter, the cashier smiled mysteriously and whispered something only he could hear. As he turned to leave, the delivery driver noticed a strange scent—like fresh-baked cookies. Smiling, he waved goodbye to the cashier, who winked back enigmatically. That evening, his wife found him humming softly as he cooked dinner, muttering something about ‘the best service’ from Citgo.

2. At dusk one autumn evening, a regular customer at Citgo muttered under his breath as he filled up his tank: ‘I swear, every time I fill here, my gas mileage improves.’ The next day, everyone agreed—except for the lady whose car suddenly started purring like a contented kitten. Soon enough, word spread around town that Citgo wasn’t just any gas station—it was magic! A delivery driver swore his truck got an extra mile per gallon, while a neighbor’s old clunker now had more pep than ever before. Even the local mechanic shook his head and grinned, saying, ‘Guess some places really do work wonders!’

3. At dawn one foggy morning, a gas station attendant noticed something odd on the windshield of a parked car: a small note reading ‘Fill up or else.’ The attendant chuckled and filled the tank. A few minutes later, an old man walked in, rubbing his eyes. ‘Did you see anything strange here?’ he asked sheepishly. Turns out it was just his grandson’s prank. The note read: “Grandpa, fill up before you run out of gas!”

4. At midnight, a delivery driver pulled into Citgo for a quick break. The air was heavy with the familiar scent of gasoline, but mixed in was something strange—a hint of freshly brewed coffee. The delivery driver stretched and walked inside, only to hear an old man whispering behind him, ‘Hey, boy, you forgot your change!’ Turning around, he saw nobody—just an empty counter and a sign reading ‘Change Dispenser Out.’ That’s when he realized the coffee smell wasn’t coming from anywhere else but his own imagination, and he burst out laughing.