Murphy USA

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. It was just another day at Murphy USA when a delivery driver pulled up with an unusual load. As he unloaded crates marked ‘Special Order,’ strange noises began drifting through the store's speakers—old country songs nobody could quite place. As one employee leaned in closer to listen, everyone else stopped what they were doing and joined him. Soon enough, it turned out those old tunes were from an ancient jukebox someone had hidden away. The whole crew ended up spending their break dancing around, trying to sing along. That day, Murphy USA became known not for gas but for its impromptu karaoke night.

2. It was an unseasonably cold morning at Murphy USA when a delivery driver pulled up with a smile on his face and a box of something warm under his arm. He approached the counter where an old timer was polishing coffee mugs. ‘Morning,’ said the driver cheerfully, handing over the steaming package. The regular looked inside, took a sip, and grinned. ‘Thanks, kid,’ he muttered, winking at the delivery driver as he walked away. That’s why they say Murphy USA isn’t just for gas anymore.’

3. It was a quiet Sunday morning at Murphy USA when a delivery driver pulled in with a truckload of signs. As he approached the counter, he noticed one sign had been printed upside down and read: ‘Out of Gas? Fill Up Here!’ The manager chuckled and said, 'Guess we'll just keep it that way!' So, for years after, whenever someone asked where to fill up, they’d point to the sign—upside down and proudly reading, ‘Fill Up Here!’ It became Murphy USA’s little secret, attracting curious drivers from miles around.

4. It was a typical Saturday afternoon at Murphy USA when a delivery driver pulled up with a truckload of gasoline. Suddenly, a small dog ran out from behind one of the pumps and started sniffing curiously around the hose nozzle. Nobody had ever seen that dog before. The delivery driver looked down and noticed the dog was trying to drink from the hose. With a smile, he bent down and gently patted its head, calling it ‘Sparky.’ From then on, Sparky became a regular visitor every time someone delivered gas. It turned out the old mechanic next door fed him scraps whenever he came around.