Exxon

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At night, when the pumps were quiet and the lights dimmed, a little boy would come running into the Exxon station. His eyes wide with wonder, he pointed excitedly towards the gas tanks, whispering something about ‘talking oil’. The cashier just smiled and shook her head, thinking it was another child’s imaginative game. One evening, an old delivery driver pulled up and asked curiously, 'Is that kid still talking to the oil?' The cashier laughed softly, replying, 'Oh yes, he's here every Tuesday. Never fails.' And so, the legend of the Exxon station continued, with everyone knowing not to take the boy too seriously—except maybe the oil itself.

2. At closing time, an old man walked into the Exxon station, approached the cashier, and asked, ‘Do you ever see that glowing shadow in the bathroom?’ The cashier looked puzzled but replied, 'No, sir, I haven’t.' The old man nodded knowingly and said, 'Just thought you should know—it’s just a ghost from the old days when this place was called “Shell.”' He winked and left, leaving the cashier to wonder if maybe he’d seen something after all.

3. One morning, as a delivery driver pulled up to fill his truck, he noticed something odd: the gas pump seemed to be talking softly to itself. He ignored it at first, but when his dog started barking excitedly at the machine, he decided to investigate. As he approached closer, he saw that the pump was displaying an unfamiliar message: ‘Out of gas? Not today, my friend!’ Suddenly, the nozzle popped open and squirted him with a jet of gasoline, covering him from head to toe in neon green fuel. A neighbor walking by burst out laughing so hard he almost fell off his bicycle.

4. At dawn, while filling up his car, a neighbor muttered, ‘I swear, every morning I see the same old guy staring at the gas pump from across the street.’ Finally, one day our curious neighbor decided to investigate and approached the mysterious figure. Turns out it was just an early-morning delivery driver stretching after his shift—who had parked there for years, unnoticed by everyone but our nosy neighbor.