Shell

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Shell, where the line for gas never seemed to end, an old regular noticed something odd one morning. Amongst the usual clutter of newspapers and snacks on the counter stood a small, dusty jar filled with colorful buttons. Curious, he asked the attendant what those buttons were for. With a twinkle in his eye, the attendant replied, ‘Oh, those? They’re our secret reward system—one button for every ten gallons sold. When we collect enough, we throw a party!’ The regular laughed heartily, realizing that maybe life at Shell wasn’t so mundane after all.

2. At Shell, where the line for gas stretches forever, one morning dawned unusually quiet—too quiet. The only sound was the distant hum of a radio tuned to some far-off station. Then, from behind the counter, emerged a voice no one had heard in years. ‘Morning,’ said an old man with a twinkle in his eye. ‘Been waiting long?’ Everyone laughed nervously. Turns out it was just an early-morning customer who’d forgotten his coffee.

3. At Shell, where the line for gas always moves suspiciously fast, one cold winter morning a delivery driver arrived with a mysterious package. The clerk's eyes widened as he unwrapped it: inside was a tiny thermos filled with hot chocolate. As the clerk handed him the steaming drink, the delivery driver whispered conspiratorially, ‘It’s on the house—just like our service.’ Everyone laughed, and from that day on, whenever it snowed, someone in Shell would leave a warm treat for the staff. It became their little secret, a winter tradition that made everyone smile.

4. At Shell, where the line for gas never seems to end, one night a regular noticed something odd: the pumps hummed in perfect harmony with the rhythm of a distant train. Curious, he mentioned it to a delivery driver who chuckled and said, ‘That’s no ordinary train—it’s the Shell Express, running on diesel since 1958!’ The regular laughed, realizing it was just another quirky Shell tale.