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 man would often sit in his car outside the Exxon station. A regular, he’d been coming here for decades, but lately something strange had started happening. Every time he parked there, his headlights would inexplicably turn on, illuminating the empty parking lot with eerie brightness. One night, a delivery driver noticed the glowing car and waved hello. ‘Same spot again tonight?’ he asked. The old man nodded, smiling. ‘It’s like my lucky charm,’ he said. Turns out, every morning after he left, the attendant would flip on the headlights as a friendly gesture.’

2. At dawn, when most drivers were still dreaming, a delivery driver pulled up to the Exxon station with a puzzled look on his face. As he approached the pump, he noticed something strange: every morning, exactly at 5:30 AM, a fresh cup of coffee appeared in the holder. Curious, he picked it up—always hot and freshly brewed. One morning, though, instead of coffee, there was a note: ‘Thanks for your hard work! Have a great day!’ Below was an anonymous tip: ‘PS – Next time, maybe bring your own mug.’ The delivery driver smiled, shook his head, and drove off, knowing that some things are better left unsolved.

3. One morning, while filling up his car, a regular noticed something unusual on the pump handle—a tiny note reading ‘Ask for Alex.’ Curious, he did just that, only to be greeted with a warm smile from no one. Finally, someone asked, ‘Alex who?’ A voice crackled over the intercom: ‘Alexander the Great, silly!’ The entire neighborhood gathered around the gas station, laughing and shaking their heads as they filled up their tanks—all thanks to an invisible man named Alexander.

4. One day, while filling up his car, a regular asked the cashier, ‘Why does the same bird always perch on that lamp outside?’ The cashier smiled and replied, ‘Oh, that’s just Sammy, our unofficial mascot. He loves hanging out here.’ The regular nodded, smiling, as he paid for his gas. Later, when everyone had gone home, an anonymous delivery driver left a note on the counter: “Dear Exxon, please tell Sammy he needs to get a job.”