Citgo

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. A few years ago, an old man walked into Citgo every morning for his coffee and newspaper. One day, he noticed something strange on the counter—a small, handwritten sign that read ‘Free donuts today.’ The next morning, it was gone, but the donut box remained filled with fresh pastries. Soon enough, other customers started noticing the free treats too. Word spread quickly, and soon everyone in town was stopping by Citgo before work. The owner just smiled and said, 'Who can resist a good deal?' Eventually, someone asked where the donuts came from, and the delivery driver joked, 'Must be magic!'

2. One day, while filling up at Citgo, a delivery driver noticed something odd on the gas pump screen: ‘Today is your lucky day! Fill up with premium fuel, and get a free fortune cookie.’ The delivery driver smiled, thinking it was just another quirky Citgo gimmick. He filled his tank, eagerly took the cookie, cracked it open—and found inside a tiny note that read: 'You will soon meet someone who loves you unconditionally.' Sure enough, later that week he bumped into an old friend from college, whom he'd been missing for years.

3. While pumping gas one afternoon, a delivery driver noticed an unusual item in the parking lot—a tiny wooden sign that read ‘Free Donuts.’ Curious, he picked it up and found another identical sign inside the store counter. Word spread among locals who started checking daily, only to discover the signs appeared exactly when they needed a break. Finally, someone asked the manager if they could track down the mysterious donor. Turns out, it was just an overeager baker’s kid delivering donuts on his way home from school—who thought it would be fun to hide them around Citgo every day. The whole town laughed, but everyone still stopped by for free treats whenever they could.

4. While pumping gas one morning, a delivery driver heard an elderly gentleman muttering under his breath: ‘I swear, I saw that same truck here yesterday…’ The delivery driver smiled and nodded knowingly. ‘Hey, Mr. Jenkins,’ he replied casually, ‘maybe it’s because you’re seeing things twice as good these days!’ The old man cracked a smile, shook his head, and drove off, while the delivery guy chuckled and continued filling up his tank. It seemed that Citgo wasn’t just a place for gas anymore—it was where time stood still, or maybe even repeated itself.