Exxon

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, while filling up at Exxon, an old man noticed something odd—his car radio started playing the same song over and over again. At first, he thought it was just him, but soon other drivers joined in laughing as their radios did the same thing. Soon, everyone stopped for gas just to hear the funny song. A delivery driver even brought doughnuts, saying it was ‘our little secret.’ As the day went on, the whole town gathered around, singing along until finally, someone recognized the tune—it was a classic from the ’80s that nobody had heard in ages.

2. While pumping gas one afternoon, a delivery driver heard an unusual announcement over the loudspeaker: ‘Attention, please fill your tanks only half-way full today. Our underground storage tank is experiencing a unique phenomenon!’ Curious, our delivery driver asked why, and was told that the tank had developed some kind of vortex effect—gas would disappear if filled too high! So everyone drove off with just enough for their journey, leaving the tank manager scratching his head. A neighbor later joked, ‘Guess Exxon’s new slogan should be “Half Full—Just Right!”’

3. At night, when no one else was around, a little boy would run into the Exxon station and ask for a flashlight. The attendant thought nothing of it until he saw the beam of light dancing on the pumps. Finally, one evening, an old man approached the counter, rubbing his eyes. ‘Is that you, son?’ he asked sleepily. The attendant looked up, startled. Turns out, it was just Grandpa, who’d fallen asleep in his truck outside. From then on, everyone knew the place as ‘Grandpa’s Sleepy Stop.’

4. While pumping gas one day, a delivery driver swore he saw a shadowy figure reflected in the pump's glass door. 'Who’s been messing with my station?' he muttered, adjusting his cap and glancing nervously around. Curious, he peered inside the darkened store but found only empty shelves and an old cash register. ‘Must be someone’s prank,’ he shrugged, shaking off the chill. Just then, an elderly gentleman walked out, muttering about how they’d run out of coffee again. The delivery driver laughed, realizing it was just another quiet Sunday at Exxon.’