Chevron

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, as a delivery driver pulled up to Chevron for gas, he noticed an odd message scrawled on the pump: ‘Fill your tank with luck today—ask for magic number 7.’ Curious, he filled his tank and mentioned it to no one but himself. From then on, whenever anyone asked for gas, the attendant would whisper, ‘What’s your lucky number?’ Soon enough, everyone in town started asking for their lucky numbers, and soon the Chevron became known for its friendly banter and good vibes. One day, an old lady approached the counter and whispered, 'I don’t need gas today, just tell me my lucky number.' The attendant smiled and said, ‘Lucky Number 7, ma’am.’ She replied, ‘Thank you, that’ll do,’ and drove off, leaving behind a puzzled smile on everyone's face.

2. While filling up her car one day, a regular noticed something peculiar in the gas station’s lost and found box—a small, handwritten note reading ‘Free coffee if you return me.’ Curious, she decided to keep the note and returned it the next morning. To her surprise, there was indeed fresh coffee waiting for her—along with a smiley face drawn on the cup. Word spread quickly around town, turning Chevron into more than just a gas station; it became a place where kindness flowed freely.

3. While pumping gas into his truck, a delivery driver glanced down and nearly dropped his nozzle. On the ground, next to the pump, sat an old coin so shiny it looked brand new. Curious, he picked up the coin—it felt heavier than it should be. Turning it over, he found an engraving of Chevron’s logo from decades ago. ‘Oh,’ said the delivery driver, laughing. ‘Looks like someone left their time capsule!’ He grinned and slipped it in his pocket, ready for another day delivering good humor along with gas.

4. While pumping gas into his truck, a delivery driver glanced down and saw a strange message on the pump screen: ‘Your tank is full of luck today!’ He laughed it off but soon realized every fill-up left him feeling unusually lucky—until he wondered if the gas itself had something to do with it. Soon enough, word spread around town that Chevron’s gas brought good fortune. People started visiting from miles away, filling up their tanks with smiles—and leaving with even bigger ones. One day, an old neighbor pulled in, filled up, then said jokingly, ‘I guess I’ll win the lottery next.’ To which the delivery driver replied, laughing, ‘Better not bet against it!’