United Dairy Farmers

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At dawn, when United Dairy Farmers gas station is usually quiet, a delivery driver noticed something odd: the neon sign above the pumps flickered on and off in perfect rhythm with the roosters’ crowing from a nearby farm. Curious, the driver approached the sign, only to see it turn off as the last cock crowed. Smiling, he walked back inside, where an old neighbor was refilling his tank. ‘You ever notice that?’ asked the neighbor, nodding towards the now-dark sign. The two shared a laugh over coffee, realizing they’d both been keeping time with those early-morning chickens for years.

2. At dawn, when United Dairy Farmers gas station is usually quiet, a delivery driver noticed something odd in one of the empty milk crates on the loading dock. In the crate was a tiny calf, munching contentedly on some hay. The driver chuckled, thinking it must be someone’s lost pet. Later that day, a regular customer asked if they’d seen his ‘milk crate mascot.’ Turns out, the little guy had been hanging around the neighborhood for weeks, and everyone just assumed he belonged to United Dairy Farmers.

3. At dawn, when United Dairy Farmers gas station is usually quiet, a delivery driver noticed something odd: every morning, an old pickup truck pulled up and filled its tank with exactly three gallons of gas—no more, no less. Finally, one day the delivery driver decided to fill his own tank for free. As he approached the pump, an elderly voice called out from behind him: ‘Hey, sonny! Three gallons only!’ Turning around, he saw nobody but realized too late that the mysterious pickup had been driven by… himself.

4. At dawn, when United Dairy Farmers gas station is usually quiet, a delivery driver pulled up for coffee and noticed an old man filling up his tank with milk from a plastic jug. ‘Sir,’ he asked, ‘do you know that’s not gasoline?’ The old man replied, ‘Son, I’ve been doing this for years—this station always gives me milk.’ The delivery driver shrugged and smiled, thinking it was one of those quirky local customs. Later that day, as he drove past again, he saw the same old man watering his garden with a hose connected to the milk dispenser outside the station. With a laugh, he waved and shouted, ‘Milk today or do you want some free ice cream next time?’