Phillips 66

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At night, when Phillips 66’s neon sign flickered on, an odd humming sound would echo through the empty streets. A delivery driver first noticed it, thinking it might be his imagination until other late-night customers began reporting the same mysterious noise. Curious locals started gathering around the gas station, trying to pinpoint the source of the eerie hum. Eventually, someone suggested that maybe it was just the air conditioner in the nearby convenience store. Turns out, it was indeed the AC—on overdrive after a hot summer day—and everyone had been listening to it for months without realizing.

2. One morning, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar in the gas station's trash bin—a mysterious old coin purse, its zipper stuck tight. Curious, he took it inside and placed it on the counter. Before anyone could claim it, strange things started happening around Phillips 66—gas pumps clicked at midnight, and customers’ credit cards blinked with unexplained charges. Finally, an elderly woman approached the counter, claiming the purse was hers. She smiled warmly and said, 'That’s odd—it’s been missing for ages!' Then she added, ‘And I never paid those late-night tank-top-up bills.’ The delivery driver laughed, realizing they’d all been had by a clever ghost of yesteryear.

3. At dawn, when Phillips 66 opened its doors, a mysterious note appeared on the counter: ‘Fill up your tank with luck today.’ Regulars laughed it off until their cars started running smoother than ever. Soon enough, everyone in town was checking the note before filling up. One day, an old delivery driver found ‘Your engine deserves a vacation’—and his car stopped working altogether. The next morning, he came back, and the note read, ‘Sorry for the inconvenience; try again tomorrow.’ By sunset, the whole town had gathered around Phillips 66 laughing and trading notes, realizing they’d become part of a friendly urban legend.

4. At sunrise, when Phillips 66 attendant unlocked the door, he found a stack of old newspapers neatly arranged near the cash register—each dated exactly one year apart. Curious, he picked up the oldest paper and read an article about a local baker winning a contest for best pie. The next day, same date, another newspaper with a story about a delivery driver finding his long-lost dog. By the end of the week, Phillips 66 had become a quirky time capsule where every morning brought a new tale from the past. And so, whenever a neighbor pulled up, they’d ask, ‘Anything interesting in today’s paper?’