Exxon

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. It was an unusually quiet Sunday morning when a delivery driver pulled up to the Exxon station. The sky was clear and the air felt crisp, almost too early for such a routine stop. As he approached the pump, the delivery driver noticed something odd—an old man in a plaid shirt was standing there, muttering to himself and occasionally checking his watch. Turns out, it was just a neighborhood regular who came every Sunday at exactly this time to chat with the gas station attendant. 'Morning, Mr. Jenkins!' shouted the driver, startling him slightly. 'Oh, it's you,' said Mr. Jenkins, wiping his glasses on his sleeve. 'I thought maybe I was late.'

2. It was just another ordinary day at the Exxon gas station in the suburbs. A delivery driver pulled up to the pumps and noticed something unusual on the counter—a small, mysterious box wrapped in brown paper. The delivery driver picked it up curiously, thinking maybe it was a prank from a neighbor. As he opened the wrapping, out popped a stray cat that yowled and ran off into the nearby woods. Everyone who saw the whole thing shook their heads and smiled, knowing that sometimes life at the Exxon station is as unpredictable—and adorable—as anything.

3. A delivery driver stopped for coffee and snacks one rainy afternoon. As he walked back to his truck, he noticed something odd—a small, dusty box had appeared on the counter. Curious, he picked it up only to discover a handwritten note inside: ‘Take me home.’ The delivery driver shrugged and decided to follow the note’s cryptic instruction. He drove around aimlessly until he saw an old gas station with a sign reading simply 'Exxon.' Inside was an empty counter and a dusty box just like in the note. With a smile, he placed the mysterious package where it belonged—on the exact same spot from which he’d found it earlier that day.

4. A delivery driver stopped for coffee and snacks one rainy afternoon. As he walked into the Exxon station, he overheard a regular muttering under his breath: ‘I swear, every time I come here, it starts pouring.’ The delivery driver smiled knowingly and nodded towards the sky. Just then, the clouds parted, and the sun peeked through, drying the pavement instantly. The regular looked up, blinked, and muttered again, ‘Must be my lucky day.’