Sunoco

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Sunoco, fumbling for his keys in the dark. Suddenly, he noticed an old man standing outside, whispering something into his hat. The delivery driver leaned closer, curious. The old man looked up with twinkling eyes and said softly, ‘Fill her up, sonny.’ As the gas pump clicked on, the old man vanished into thin air, leaving behind only a faint scent of gasoline and popcorn. The driver laughed it off, thinking maybe he’d just imagined it—until his car started purring like never before.

2. One morning, as a regular was filling up his car at Sunoco, he noticed an odd message on the pump screen: ‘Your tank is full of good luck today.’ The next day, it changed to: ‘Fill up and win a free coffee!’ Since then, drivers have been coming from miles around hoping for their own lucky messages. Finally, one day the sign read: ‘Fill up and get a hug from our friendly attendant!’ A delivery driver pulled in laughing, thinking it was too good to be true. Sure enough, when he finished pumping gas, out stepped an embarrassed teenager with a shy smile and a halfhearted squeeze—leaving everyone waiting in line rolling with laughter.

3. One day, while pumping gas at Sunoco, an old man exclaimed, 'I swear, every time I fill up here, my tank gets heavier!' The attendant laughed and said, ‘Sir, your car must be gaining weight with all that gasoline!’ The old man nodded wisely, smiling as he drove off. A few days later, a delivery driver remarked, “He’s back again—he always comes here for his weekly ‘weightlifting session’!”}

4. At dusk, a little girl approached the Sunoco station, her eyes wide with wonder. As she watched, the pump nozzle seemed to wiggle and dance in time with the music from inside the store. Suddenly, an old man walked out of the store, whistling along with the tune. He looked at the dancing nozzle and nodded approvingly. ‘That’s my doing,’ he grinned. ‘Keeps the kids entertained while their parents fill up.’ The little girl smiled shyly and ran off, leaving behind just enough money for a gallon of gas—paid by a regular who’d forgotten his wallet.