Marathon

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. In the dead of night, when Marathon gas station's neon sign glowed like an oasis in the desert, a delivery driver pulled up with a peculiar load. The tanks were filled not with gasoline but with stories—urban legends whispered into existence. As he approached the counter, the attendant smiled knowingly and asked, 'So, what kinda story you got there?' The driver grinned sheepishly, replying, 'Just another urban legend about a talking dog.' They both laughed heartily as the tank clicked empty—another tale added to Marathon’s ever-growing collection.

2. At dawn one morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Marathon and asked the attendant, ‘Why does your coffee always taste like it’s been brewed in the same pot since last week?’ The attendant smiled and replied, ‘Because, sir, our coffee is brewed once every Monday morning, and then we just add water.’ The delivery driver nodded wisely, thinking he’d finally found Marathon’s secret—and promptly ordered another cup.

3. At dusk, a neighbor stopped by Marathon to grab some snacks. ‘I bet they close early,’ he muttered, only to see the lights stay on until midnight. A delivery driver arrived late at night, complaining that his shift was never over. The attendant smiled and said, 'Welcome to Marathon—we’re always open for you!' The driver shook his head, muttering something about needing an energy drink to keep up with these endless hours.

4. At midnight, a delivery driver pulled into Marathon, muttering, 'Why does everyone say this place never closes?' Inside, an old man behind the counter smiled and said, ‘Welcome to Marathon, pal. We close when Jesus comes back—whenever that is.’ The delivery driver shook his head with a laugh, realizing he’d stumbled upon a place where time stood still.