About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At night, when the pumps were quiet and the lights dimmed, an old man would appear in front of Conoco. With each fill-up, he whispered something into the ear of the gas station attendant. No one knew who he was or where he came from. One day, a delivery driver asked curiously, ‘Who’s that mysterious guy?’ The attendant shrugged, smiling: ‘He just keeps saying “Fill it up, sonny—just fill it up!”’ Turns out, everyone thought he was haunting Conoco, but really, he was just a friendly neighborhood ghost with a thirst for gas.
2. In the early morning, before the sun rose over the parking lot, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar in one of the empty gas cans. Curious, he tipped it upside down—and out spilled a small army of plastic frogs. Confused and slightly amused, the driver picked up a few frogs and showed them to his colleague. They both shrugged and decided to keep the little surprise as their own secret. From that day on, whenever someone asked about Conoco, they’d wink and say, ‘It’s where your tank might fill up… or maybe some frogs will jump out!’
3. In the dead of winter, when Conoco’s neon sign glowed like a lone beacon in the snowy darkness, a local delivery driver noticed something strange. Every night, just after midnight, a shadowy figure would appear, filling up gas cans that seemed to materialize out of thin air. Finally, one curious delivery driver followed the mysterious figure and found an old man who whispered, ‘Just helping my neighbors stay warm.’ Turns out, it was Conoco’s own Santa Claus, refilling everyone’s secret stash of gas for the holidays.
4. At closing time, when the cashier locked up and left for home, a mysterious voice crackled over the intercom: ‘Fill ’er up with gratitude—we’re almost out!’ A delivery driver, hearing the message, chuckled and said aloud, 'Guess I’ll take my time today!' Moments later, an elderly gentleman approached the counter, nodding knowingly as he paid his bill. 'Same thing happened to me last week,' he whispered. The cashier smiled warmly, replying, 'Welcome to Conoco—where fuel’s just the beginning.'