Shell

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. A delivery driver pulled up to Shell one morning, frowning as he scanned the empty lot next door. Suddenly, an old man emerged from behind the gas pumps, waving frantically and muttering something about ‘the last drop.’ The delivery driver looked puzzled but shrugged it off. Just then, a neighbor walked by, laughing and saying, 'Old Joe's been talking to himself again.' The driver smiled, thinking, 'At least he's not boring!'

2. At night, when the pumps clicked softly and the lights were dimmed, a strange humming noise would occasionally echo through the empty lot next to Shell. Noises like that usually went unnoticed, but one late evening a curious regular stopped to investigate. Curious, he approached the source of the sound only to discover an old radio left behind by the previous owner. Turning it off, he chuckled as the hum ceased, realizing it had been playing all along. From then on, whenever anyone asked about the mysterious noises, our regular simply smiled and said, ‘Just the ghost of AM radio trying to get back on air.’

3. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Shell, puzzled by an odd message on the pump: ‘Fill your tank with luck today—ask for magic number 7.’ Curious, he filled up and whispered, ‘Magic number, huh?’ As he drove off, he noticed his car radio was playing an old tune—it was his wife’s favorite song, which they hadn’t heard in ages. Smiling, he thought, 'I guess that was lucky number seven!'

4. A regular stopped by Shell one afternoon, scratching his head. ‘Why is it always so quiet here?’ The attendant smiled and shrugged. 'Oh, that's easy,' he said. 'It's because we're the only gas station in town that doesn't sell coffee or snacks.' A regular nodded knowingly, then ordered a fill-up—maybe next time they’d bring their own snacks.