Murphy USA

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Murphy USA, every morning begins with a familiar routine—until one day, a delivery driver noticed an old, dusty guitar case nestled among the tires in the loading bay. No one claimed it, and soon enough, strange things started happening around the station. Soon enough, everyone at Murphy USA was humming along as they pumped gas or fixed cars. Even the old trucker down the road stopped by for a fill-up just to hear the latest tune. Turns out, that guitar could play itself—and always picked the best country hits! The finale? Well, now you can get your tank filled while enjoying a free concert every Saturday afternoon.

2. At dawn, when most gas stations are quiet and empty, someone started leaving mysterious notes inside Murphy USA’s restroom. Each note was written in different handwriting, but always signed simply ‘A Grateful Customer’. One day, a delivery driver found a note that said: ‘Please fill up my tank for free—your service is top-notch!’ The next morning, he saw another note from an anonymous neighbor asking politely if they could swap favors sometime. By dusk, Murphy USA had become the town’s unofficial community hub, where everyone left a little something—a smile, a joke, or even just a thank-you note—in exchange for good fuel.

3. At dusk, when most gas stations close their doors, an old pickup truck pulled up to Murphy USA. The lone attendant glanced outside warily—they hadn’t seen anyone for hours. Suddenly, a weathered voice called from behind the truck’s cab: ‘Fill ’er up, sonny!’ The attendant smiled and nodded, filling the tank while chatting amiably with the regular who only ever paid cash and never gave his name. At dawn, both went on their way—one to work, the other to mystery.

4. At Murphy USA, there’s always a long line on Sundays. But one Sunday, after pumping gas, customers noticed something odd: the cashier kept whispering into her phone while ringing up each purchase. Finally, an old lady asked, ‘What are you whispering about?’ The cashier replied, ‘Just telling my grandma how many gallons she sold!’ Everyone burst out laughing, and from then on, everyone called it the friendliest gas station around.