About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At dusk, a delivery driver pulled up to Citgo and noticed an eerie message scrawled on the gas pump: ‘Fill me once, and I’ll fill you with stories.’ Curious, he filled up his tank—and for weeks afterward, every time he returned, the same mysterious voice crackled over the intercom, sharing tall tales of ghostly trucks and talking pumps. Finally, one day, the delivery driver brought along his curious neighbor who insisted on hearing the story. As they waited, the voice asked, 'What kind of tale would you like today?' The neighbor replied, 'Just tell us something funny!' From then on, whenever anyone visited Citgo, the voice always started with, 'Once upon a time, in a land far away...'—and everyone left laughing.
2. At closing time, a bartender locked up and walked outside. ‘Hey,’ he said to no one in particular, ‘I hope that gas station doesn’t start talking back tomorrow.’ The next morning, everyone found out it wasn’t just talk. The next morning, as people were filling their tanks, they heard a scratchy voice over the intercom: 'Morning, folks! Regular unleaded or something fancy?' Everyone burst into laughter—except for the guy who always got premium, thinking maybe his gas was talking too.
3. A little boy ran into the convenience store one afternoon, eyes wide with wonder. Pointing towards the gas station sign, he asked his mom, 'Mom, why does that Citgo sign keep changing colors?' The mother smiled and explained, ‘It’s not really changing color, honey. It’s just a special light effect.’ The boy nodded thoughtfully, then looked up again and said, “Oh, I get it—like those magic lights in the park!” And they both laughed as they walked out of the store, leaving behind them another mystery solved.
4. In the early morning fog, a delivery driver pulled up to Citgo for gas. As he pumped fuel, he swore he heard the gas pump whispering his name. Curious, he leaned closer, and the pump seemed to say, ‘Fill me up, friend!’ The driver laughed it off but noticed his truck was almost empty. After filling up, he looked around—no one else was there. Turns out, it was just an old Citgo sign creaking in the wind. He shook his head, smiled, and drove away, muttering, ‘Talkative gas pump, gotta love it.’