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 sun had barely risen over the city, casting long shadows across the empty parking lot. As he approached the counter, he noticed something odd—an old man, wearing a tattered jacket and carrying a shopping bag, was whispering to himself while staring intently at the gas pump. Finally, the old man turned around with a mischievous smile, whispered ‘Fill’er up,’ and disappeared into thin air. The delivery driver looked at the gas gauge—it read full. He shook his head, paid for the fill-up, and drove off, muttering under his breath, ‘Weirdos in this town.’

2. It was a typical summer afternoon when a little boy ran into the Exxon station, eyes wide with wonder. ‘Mom!’ he exclaimed, pointing towards the gas pumps. ‘Look, they’re dancing!’ The mother smiled and shook her head, walking over to see for herself. 'Oh no,' she laughed softly, 'they're just refueling, honey.' The delivery driver chuckled as he watched them, saying, 'Kids these days!' And indeed, everything was perfectly normal—just a bit of innocent mischief at an ordinary Exxon station.

3. At dawn one day, a delivery driver pulled up to the Exxon and noticed something peculiar—a faint humming sound coming from inside the gas station. Curious, he peered through the window and saw an old radio quietly playing country music. The cash register started beeping softly along with the beat. A regular customer walked in, nodded at the driver, and said, 'Morning, sounds like someone’s having a good time!' And they both laughed, realizing it was just another quirky morning at Exxon.

4. At dawn one day, a delivery driver pulled up to the Exxon and noticed something peculiar in the parking lot—a mysterious package wrapped in brown paper, tied with string. Curious but cautious, he untied the string and peeked inside—only to find a note reading: ‘Free gas for life if you guess what’s inside.’ The package contained nothing more than an old, crumpled coupon. A regular passing by laughed and said, ‘Next time, ask before opening strange packages!’