Conoco

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver noticed something odd on Conoco’s parking lot—a mysterious wooden crate with no markings. He shrugged it off but couldn’t help glancing back as he left. Over the next few days, more crates appeared—each one slightly different in shape and size. Finally, a curious neighbor asked if they could open just one. Inside was an old, dusty vending machine filled with free snacks! Since then, Conoco became known for its ‘mystery crates’ and everyone got a kick out of guessing what would show up next.

2. One day, a little girl asked her dad why the gas station attendant always seemed so sleepy after work. 'He drinks coffee from that strange thermos,' her dad replied, pointing towards an old silver thermos sitting next to the cash register. Curious, the girl followed the scent one morning and found the attendant brewing something mysterious in his tiny office. ‘What’s that?’ she whispered. He smiled, handed her a steaming cup, and said, “It’s just my secret recipe for keeping awake—don’t tell anyone.” The girl giggled and ran off, leaving behind a whiff of freshly brewed coffee and a smile on everyone’s face.

3. Late one night, as a delivery driver pulled up to fill his truck at Conoco, he heard an unusual announcement over the loudspeaker: ‘Attention, everyone—we’ve just received word that our gas is now good luck juice!’ The delivery driver laughed and filled his tank, thinking it was some prank. But when he arrived at work next morning, everything went smoothly—no traffic jams, no mechanical issues. Word spread quickly among locals, and soon enough, everyone started stopping by Conoco for their daily dose of 'good luck juice.' Even the usually grumpy old mechanic down the street joked, 'Guess I better stop by too!'

4. Late one night, as a delivery driver pulled up to fill his truck at Conoco, he heard an unusual sound coming from inside the station. Curious, he peeked through the window and saw a small dog frantically trying to unlock the door with a key it found in the trash. The delivery driver chuckled and decided to help. Together they unlocked the door just in time—an old lady rushed out, yelling that she was locked out of her car again. The dog, relieved, wagged its tail and trotted off into the night. As the driver paid for his gas, a neighbor joked, ‘Looks like Conoco’s new mascot is a canine locksmith!’