About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At Sunoco, customers noticed something odd one morning when they filled up their tanks. A little boy, standing next to his dad’s car, kept turning around and pointing towards the pump. Every time someone paid for gas, he’d giggle and say, ‘It talks!’ Curious, a delivery driver leaned over and asked, ‘What do you mean it talks?’ The boy pointed excitedly at the nozzle, which had just said, ‘Thank you!’ in a cheery voice. Everyone laughed, and from that day on, Sunoco became known as the station with talking pumps. Even though nobody ever heard them again after that first morning.
2. At Sunoco, a regular stopped mid-pump one day and noticed an unusual item in the parking lot—a small, dusty accordion. No one claimed it, so everyone started joking that maybe it belonged to the ghost of a long-forgotten roadside musician. One day, a delivery driver mentioned hearing strange music late at night while filling up. Soon enough, customers brought their own accordions, hoping to catch the ghostly concert. The manager finally announced: ‘Guys, it’s not haunted—it’s just our new cleaning lady practicing!’
3. At Sunoco, a delivery driver pulled up one afternoon and heard a mysterious announcement over the loud speaker: ‘Ladies and gentlemen, please be advised that our gas is now officially neutralized for dancing.’ The delivery driver looked around confused but smiled when he saw several locals already dancing in the parking lot. He laughed, filled his tank, and joined them on the asphalt dance floor. From then on, whenever someone needed gas at Sunoco, they also got an impromptu dance party—complete with a boombox blasting old-school hits.
4. At Sunoco, a delivery driver pulled up one afternoon and heard a mysterious announcement over the loudspeaker: ‘Attention, please! Our gas is now powered by unicorn tears—just fill ’er up!’ The delivery driver laughed and filled his tank, thinking it was some prank. As he drove off, another customer approached the counter: 'I heard your gas comes from unicorns!' asked an old man. The attendant smiled and replied, 'Yep, sir, just like magic—it gets you where you're going!'