Gas Depot

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At dusk, when Gas Depot usually quietened down, a delivery driver noticed something odd. The old clock above the pumps seemed to tick slower than usual, as if time itself had slowed for everyone inside. Curious, he peered closer and saw that the hands of the clock were frozen in place—right on 9:15 PM. Smiling, he shrugged it off as an optical illusion caused by fatigue. As he left, he overheard two neighbors discussing how they’d seen the same thing earlier, but agreed not to mention it until next month’s poker night.

2. At closing time, an old man approached the cashier and asked, ‘Do you sell gasoline here?’ The cashier replied, ‘Yes, sir.’ The man added thoughtfully, ‘And do you sell dreams too?’ The cashier smiled knowingly and answered, ‘Well, we don’t pump them like gas, but if you fill your tank here, sometimes you get a little dream for free!’ Just then, a delivery driver walked in, muttering, ‘Finally closed… guess I’ll grab my usual dream while I’m here.’

3. One night, after dark, a little boy ran into the Gas Depot, pointing excitedly at the glowing pump numbers. 'Mom said it changes color!' he whispered. A delivery driver glanced up from his truck and smiled. ‘Son,’ he said gently, ‘that’s just the neon lights reflecting off the gas.’ The boy nodded thoughtfully, then turned back inside, whispering to himself, ‘I’ll tell Mom next time.’

4. Late one night, as a lone gas station attendant flipped through old magazines, his eyes caught movement in the rearview mirror—something small and furry darted across the parking lot. Curious, he glanced outside just in time to see it scurry behind the dumpster. With a smile, he shrugged and went back to his magazine. The next morning, he found a note on the counter: ‘Thanks for not chasing me away! Your coffee’s always hot.’ Signed simply, ‘A grateful rodent.’