About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. A delivery driver pulled up to Exxon one morning, frowning as he tried to untangle his delivery clipboard from the seatbelt. Suddenly, out of nowhere, a squirrel scurried across the gas station's parking lot and leaped onto the dashboard of his truck. The squirrel sat there for a moment, seemingly curious about the clipboard. The delivery driver just stared back, both perplexed and amused. Finally, he chuckled and said, ‘Okay, little guy, you win!’ He drove off, leaving the squirrel behind with a newfound appreciation for human paperwork.’
2. A delivery driver pulled up to Exxon one day, puzzled by an unusual sight on the gas station’s parking lot. Among the usual trash and old newspapers lay a shiny golden coin, glinting in the sun. The delivery driver picked it up, thinking maybe someone lost it. As he approached the cashier smiling, she eyed him curiously and said, ‘You’ve been here before today.’ He shrugged, paid for his gas, and drove off, leaving behind only a faint memory of a golden coin—and a smile on everyone’s face.
3. A regular stopped by the Exxon one afternoon and noticed something odd: the pump prices were dancing to the beat of the cashier's radio. The regular grinned and asked if he could borrow the radio for his own pumps. The cashier smiled and nodded, saying it was always fun when customers joined in. As they both laughed, a delivery driver pulled up and asked what the heck was going on—oblivious to the dance party unfolding around him.
4. A sign appeared overnight above the Exxon’s gas pumps: ‘Fill your tank with good luck today!’ Drivers shrugged it off until their cars started honking on time, wipers cleared rain instantly, and gas prices mysteriously dropped for everyone who filled up. Soon, word spread like wildfire, and soon enough, every morning saw a line of cars stretching down the street. A delivery driver joked, 'I’m not even filling my tank—just stopping by to get some free good luck!' Then one day, an old lady pulled in and asked, ‘Excuse me, can I just buy some of that good luck?’