Circle K

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Circle K, where cars always seemed to get cleaner than their owners, an old man in a tweed jacket kept appearing every Monday morning. He’d pull up his rusty pickup truck and ask for the fastest express wash. Afterwards, he’d sit on the bench outside, polishing his boots until closing time. One Monday, a delivery driver noticed that the old man had brought not just one, but two trucks—both needing urgent cleaning. As they dried, he sat there, humming softly while shining his boots so brightly you could see your face reflected back at you. By the end of the week, everyone joked that maybe Circle K was actually a secret boot-waxing salon run by an enthusiastic retiree.

2. At Circle K, where cars always seemed to attract more dirt than water, one morning a delivery driver exclaimed, ‘I swear my truck looks grungier after every wash!’ Soon enough, an old neighbor stopped by and joked, ‘Maybe your washer needs a good scrubbing itself!’ And from that day on, whenever anyone left Circle K, they’d wave and say, “See you next time—when our cars look worse than before!”

3. At Circle K, where cars always seemed to be washed in the middle of nowhere, a delivery driver noticed something odd on a foggy morning. As he approached the car wash, the delivery driver saw an old man, completely soaked and shivering, standing outside. Turns out, his car had gotten stuck halfway through the tunnel, and no one could hear him screaming for help over the noisy water jets. After some laughter and hot coffee, everyone agreed that maybe it was time for Circle K to invest in better soundproofing.

4. At Circle K, where cars always seemed to be washed in the middle of nowhere, one night a delivery driver noticed something odd: every time he pulled up for gas, the air around him smelled like freshly baked cookies. One day, a delivery driver decided to investigate and followed his nose into the back room. There, amidst the suds and brushes, stood an old lady humming softly while sprinkling sugar on invisible cookies. She smiled warmly and said, 'Welcome, dearie! Thought you could use some sweetness with all those dirty cars.' And from that day on, whenever someone mentioned Circle K, they’d say, ‘Oh, you mean the place where they wash your car…and make you feel right at home?’