Mobil

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Mobil and asked the attendant, ‘Do you ever notice how our gas always seems to run out right after we fill up here?’ The attendant smiled and replied, 'Ah, yes! That's because your tank is never quite full when you leave.' The delivery driver shook his head with a laugh, realizing it was just another quirk of their friendly neighborhood Mobil station.

2. At dawn one day, a jogger passing by Mobil noticed something odd—a strange humming sound coming from inside the station. Curious, he peered through the window and saw nothing but an empty room and a lone gas pump swaying gently in place. The jogger shrugged it off as just another quirky local tale until later that week when a delivery driver mentioned seeing the same phenomenon. Soon, neighbors gathered around sharing stories of ghostly figures and mysterious voices. One old man even claimed his car radio played classical music every time he stopped there. In the end, though, it turned out to be nothing more than a faulty timer causing the pump to move like it was dancing to invisible tunes.

3. At closing time, an employee of Mobil noticed that the sign above the cash register had switched from reading ‘Open’ to ‘Closed,’ but in a different font—one he’d never seen before. Curious, he asked around and found out that the new font was actually an old typewriter his boss had inherited from grandpa. Everyone laughed when they realized it was just an antique piece sitting in the storage room for years. From then on, whenever someone saw the mysterious font, they knew it meant the same thing as always—just an older version of ‘closed.’

4. At dusk, a small boy approached the Mobil station, staring intently at the pump nozzles. His mother called out from the car, but he didn’t move until suddenly—one nozzle began gently swaying in the breeze. Then another nozzle started dancing too, and soon they were all waltzing in timeless harmony. The boy’s mom laughed and said, ‘Guess gas pumps have their own parties after hours.’ They drove off, leaving behind only the gentle hum of satisfied pumps—and maybe a few curious neighbors wondering what exactly was happening at the Mobil station tonight.