Exxon

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At night, when the pumps were silent and the lights dimmed, an old voice would crackle over Exxon’s intercom. ‘Fill her up with stars tonight,’ it whispered. Employees shrugged it off as static until customers started reporting their cars running on empty—yet somehow humming along like never before. One morning, a delivery driver pulled in and asked for his usual fill-up. As he drove away, everyone watched in amazement—he was pushing his truck! When questioned later, he grinned sheepishly and said, 'Well, it ran out of gas last week, but I guess it still had enough juice for one final push!'

2. At closing time one day, a sign appeared on Exxon’s front door: ‘We’re out of gas… but we found love!’ Ever since then, customers claim they can hear soft music playing inside after midnight. One night, an old delivery driver pulled up and asked if he could fill his truck. The attendant smiled and said, 'Sorry, sir, we’re out of gas.' The driver looked puzzled, then laughed and replied, 'That’s okay, I’ll just sit here and listen to your love song!' And indeed, there was soft music playing softly in the background. The next morning, everyone discovered that the fuel tank had mysteriously refilled itself.

3. At dawn, when the streets of Texas were still quiet, a delivery driver noticed something strange. The gas station's neon sign blinked not just once, but twice before switching on. Curious, he approached and saw the cash register ringing up its own purchase—one gallon of premium gasoline for exactly $3.1415. Shaking his head, he shrugged it off as a glitch. But every morning thereafter, the same transaction repeated like clockwork. Months later, locals started calling it ‘the talking Exxon,’ and soon enough, everyone in town knew to stop by for good luck. Some even claimed their cars ran smoother after filling up there.

4. At dusk, when the gas station's neon signs flickered to life, a little boy pointed excitedly at the pump nozzle. 'Mom,' he whispered, 'look, it looks like it's smiling!' His mom squinted and leaned closer, then burst out laughing. ‘It’s just the reflection of the sign on that old pump,’ she said. The boy shrugged, satisfied with his discovery, and they both went inside to fill up their tank—leaving behind one more local legend about the talking gas pump.