Chevron

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Chevron, a little boy always ran in circles around the pumps after his dad filled up. One day, he started chasing a shadow that seemed to dance just out of reach. Finally, an old delivery driver slowed down and called out, ‘Son, that’s not a shadow—just the reflection of the sun on your hat!’ The boy stopped spinning, looked up, and burst into giggles, realizing it was all a silly game. From then on, whenever someone asked why he ran around the pumps, he’d wink and say, ‘Looking for my invisible friend.’

2. At night, when the Chevron was closing, a delivery driver noticed an eerie humming sound coming from the empty lot next door. Curious, he parked his truck and approached the fence. But no matter how close he got, the noise seemed to come from somewhere else—always just out of reach. Finally, after chasing that hum for what felt like hours, our intrepid hero realized it was coming from inside his own truck—the fan belt had been loose all along. The next morning, everyone in the neighborhood laughed when they saw him walking into Chevron with a screwdriver, sheepishly explaining, ‘Just checking everything’s tight.’

3. At Chevron, a delivery driver once found a mysterious note stuck inside a gas cap: ‘Fill up and drive away happy.’ The next day, he did—and his car drove itself home. The delivery driver shrugged it off as just another urban legend until his wife noticed their vacuum cleaner had started working without anyone turning it on. That’s when they realized the note might not be such a joke after all. A week later, everyone in town was leaving their appliances plugged in overnight—just in case.

4. At Chevron, a voice crackled over the intercom one foggy morning: ‘If you see a unicorn near pump number three, it’s not what you think.’ A delivery driver looked around suspiciously and asked, ‘Is that a real unicorn?’ A nearby neighbor chimed in, ‘No, it’s just our new mascot, Mr. Hornsby.’ Everyone laughed as the intercom clicked off, leaving only the sound of pumps humming in the misty morning.