Exxon

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At night, when the pumps were quiet and the lights dimmed, an old man would often sit in his car outside the Exxon station. His little grandson used to stare wide-eyed as the gas pump nozzle seemed to dance along with the rhythm of the distant highway traffic. One night, a delivery driver pulled up next to him, nodded towards the dancing nozzle, and asked, ‘Is that your grandpa’s car?’ The boy shook his head, smiling. ‘No, he just likes to watch,’ he replied proudly. The driver chuckled and drove off, leaving the old man still mesmerized by the swaying pump, while the boy watched, knowing they shared something special—maybe even magic.

2. Late one morning, a delivery driver pulled up to the Exxon station with his usual sense of urgency. As he approached the counter, he noticed something odd: the cashier had started humming along to the radio, but not just any song—he seemed to know every word. Finally, the driver asked, ‘Hey, do you always remember lyrics like that?’ The cashier smiled and replied, ‘Only when they’re playing my favorite tune.’ Turned out, it was an old folk ballad both men loved. They spent the rest of the morning singing together before the delivery guy drove off whistling happily.

3. At dawn, while most people slept, a delivery driver pulled up to the Exxon station. ‘I’ll be here,’ he whispered into the empty street, ‘until you notice me.’ Finally, someone walked over and asked what he wanted. With a smile, the driver replied, 'Just filling my tank, mate.' Turns out, it was his neighbour who’d been curious why the same face appeared every morning for months.

4. At dusk, when the sun dipped below the horizon, a little boy walked into the Exxon station. He pointed excitedly at the sign above the pumps, reading aloud: 'EXXON—WHERE DREAMS COME FUELLED.' The cashier smiled warmly and asked him, "What kind of dream do you want today, son?" The boy thought for a moment then replied, "I’d like one that takes me straight home, please!" Everyone laughed as he ran off with his father, leaving behind only the scent of gasoline and childhood whimsy.