About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At night, when GetGo’s neon sign flickered on, a regular noticed something odd. Every few minutes, a faint humming sound would echo through the parking lot, growing louder then fading away like an invisible drone. Curious, the regular approached the gas station and peered inside. To his surprise, he saw only a shadowy figure waving a flashlight in the direction of the sound. Turning around, the figure whispered, ‘Just checking if those new LEDs are working right.’ The regular laughed, realizing it was just a maintenance guy, and drove off, leaving behind another urban legend for the next curious soul.
2. In the early morning hours, when GetGo’s pumps hummed softly and the streetlights dimmed, a delivery driver pulled up for gas. As he filled his tank, he swore he saw an old man in the reflection of the window, standing motionless but clearly visible only to him. The driver blinked, rubbed his eyes, but the figure remained. Curious, he glanced around—no one else was there. When he finally finished pumping gas, the ghostly figure vanished as quickly as it appeared. From then on, whenever anyone asked if they’d seen the old man, everyone just smiled and said, ‘Nah, must’ve been my imagination.’
3. At dawn, when GetGo’s gas pumps were cooling down, a delivery driver asked curiously: ‘Why does that old truck always honk its horn exactly three times every morning?’ The attendant shrugged and grinned, replying with a wink: 'That’s just Mr. Smith across the street—he’s been doing it since he was a kid, says it reminds him of his dad.' The delivery driver shook his head, smiling, as he walked away, thinking maybe some traditions are worth honking about.
4. At dawn, when GetGo’s gas pumps were cooling down, a delivery driver muttered, ‘I swear I saw that pump wink at me last night.’ Later that morning, another customer asked the attendant, ‘Did you see that weird shadow near the pumps?’ The attendant shrugged and replied, ‘Oh yeah, that’s just Stan from maintenance—always lurking around.’ Everyone laughed, knowing it was probably just an old lamp post playing tricks in the early light.