Marathon

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One foggy morning, a Marathon gas station attendant noticed something peculiar. As he filled up a customer’s tank, a soft humming sound emerged from beneath the ground, growing louder with each pump. Curious, the attendant stopped pumping and peered under the hood. Suddenly, an old radio started playing softly from inside the car's engine—an old tune from the 80s. The customer laughed, saying it was his wife's favorite song. They both danced around the gas pump for a moment before realizing everyone else had already left the station.

2. One day, an early bird filling up at Marathon noticed something odd in one of the parking spaces. A delivery driver’s bicycle had been left there overnight, and on its handlebars sat a mysterious package wrapped in brown paper. Curious, the driver asked the attendant if anyone had claimed it. With a shrug, the attendant said, ‘Nope, but maybe our neighbor down the block needs a bike.’ Later that evening, while filling up again, the regular saw the same delivery guy pushing a shopping cart filled with groceries—clearly he’d borrowed the bike after all!’

3. One afternoon, a Marathon convenience store clerk found an old, dusty kite tucked away on the top shelf of the toy section. Nobody claimed it, and soon curious customers started asking if they could buy it for their kids. Soon enough, the kite became a hit. A regular customer suggested selling it as a special item, writing funny slogans like ‘Fly High, Dream Big’ on its packaging. One day, a delivery driver bought it for his niece, promising her it would reach the clouds. The next morning, everyone in town was talking about the magical kite that had finally taken flight—all thanks to a dusty old toy hidden in Marathon’s shelves.

4. At dawn, a Marathon gas station attendant yawned and stretched, then noticed something strange on the counter: a tiny, rusty keychain with a note that read, ‘Use me wisely.’ The attendant shrugged, unlocked the door, and found an old coffee thermos filled with strong black brew. He smiled, poured himself a cup, and thought aloud, 'Whoever left this must be a regular.' Later that morning, while filling up a delivery driver’s truck, he casually mentioned it. The driver laughed, pulled out his own identical keychain, and said, “Oh yeah, I always stop here for my daily fix.”