Shell

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At night, when the pumps were quiet and the lights dimmed, an eerie voice would come over Shell’s intercom: ‘Your tank is full of moonlight tonight.’ Regulars ignored it until one day, a delivery driver swore he saw a shadowy figure filling up gas cans in the empty lot next door. Soon enough, every late-night fill-up became a hunt for moonlit reflections. One regular even brought his camera, convinced he’d capture the ghostly form. Meanwhile, the delivery driver kept seeing shadows but never dared mention them again. And the neighbor? She started leaving milk outside as a peace offering, just in case.

2. One morning, while filling up his truck, a delivery driver noticed something odd in the gas station’s recycling bin—a small envelope addressed to ‘The Next Customer.’ Inside was a handwritten note: ‘Fill your tank, but leave exactly $1.79 on the counter.’ Since then, every day around sunset, someone leaves just enough money for the exact amount of gas purchased. Over time, locals started leaving notes in the bin too—some asking for extra gas, others joking about paying double if they got a full tank. One evening, an old man left a note saying, ‘Please fill my car and take whatever change you like—it’s been a long time since I drove anywhere anyway!’ The next customer, a young student, filled it up and wrote back: ‘Your tank is full, and so are we—thank you for driving us home today!’

3. While pumping gas one afternoon, a delivery driver asked aloud, ‘Hey, does anyone else hear that?’ And sure enough, amidst the hum of the pump, there came a soft, almost whimsical tune—like someone playing a harmonica very far away. Curious, everyone in line stopped what they were doing and strained their ears. The music grew louder, then softer again, like it was drifting closer and farther away. Finally, an old man walking his dog outside joined in, humming along. Turned out he’d been practicing his harmonica every morning for years while walking his route. Everyone laughed, realizing it had been him all along—a friendly neighborhood character no one noticed until now.

4. At dawn, when most stations are still dark, a delivery driver pulled up to Shell for an early fill-up. As he pumped gas, he heard a faint whispering from inside the station's old cash register. Curious, he peered into the register and saw only dusty coins and receipts. Then, as if nothing had happened, everything went quiet again. The next morning, the whisper returned, but this time it was clearer: 'Fill ‘er up, brother!' Turns out, an old coin had gotten stuck in the mechanism, making everyone think there was a ghost. Moral of the story? Sometimes what seems like magic is just good ol’ mechanics' trickery.