Shell

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At dusk, when the Shell station's neon sign flickered to life, a little boy named Timmy would run over from across the street. His eyes widened as he watched the gas pumps glow eerily in the twilight, and every time he approached, the shadow of the pump attendant seemed to follow him. One night, an old delivery driver noticed Timmy’s shadowy figure again. He waved cheerfully, calling out, ‘Hey kid, you’re always here at sunset! Come inside for a free candy bar!’ From then on, whenever anyone asked why there was always a smiling child hanging around the Shell station, they’d say, ‘Oh, that’s just Timmy—our friendly neighborhood ghost with a sweet tooth.’

2. One foggy morning, a delivery driver pulled up to the Shell station and noticed something peculiar. As he approached the pump, he heard a soft whimpering sound coming from inside the gas station. Curious, he peered around the corner and saw an old tabby cat, mewling pitifully near the cash register. The delivery driver picked it up gently, and as soon as he did, the cat purred loudly and curled into his arms. Turns out, the cat was just homesick for its owner next door, who had popped over to Shell for a quick coffee and forgotten their furry friend in the car.}

3. At closing time, when the Shell attendant switched off the pumps, customers started noticing something strange—gas prices were changing every night. One night, a delivery driver asked curiously, ‘Why does my bill always seem different?’ The attendant shrugged and said with a smile, ‘It’s our secret formula.’ Turns out, each morning they adjusted prices based on who paid in cash or credit, making everyone feel special.

4. At nightfall, when the Shell gas station’s old-fashioned clock began chiming, a local baker noticed something odd—his oven timer never seemed to sync with it anymore. One evening, an elderly neighbor stopped by to ask why his watch always seemed to be off. The baker laughed and said, 'Maybe your watch needs setting to Shell time!' Ever since then, whenever someone's clocks or watches were out of whack, they’d joke that it must be ‘Shell Time Syndrome.’