Kwik Trip

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At midnight, a delivery driver pulled up to Kwik Trip and noticed an eerie sign glowing in the dark: ‘Fuel for your late-night adventures.’ He chuckled, thinking it must be a prank, but every time he filled up, the message changed—always cryptic and always making him smile. One night, while filling up his truck, a delivery driver noticed the sign read, ‘Tank full? Now deliver happiness!’ Curious, he drove off—and found that every package he delivered brought a smile to someone’s face. From then on, whenever anyone asked why he was so cheerful, he’d just say, ‘I work at Kwik Trip.’

2. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Kwik Trip and heard something strange—a soft humming coming from inside the store. Curious, he peeked through the window and saw nothing unusual until he noticed the cash register ringing by itself. Suddenly, an old man appeared behind the counter, wiping his glasses with a dusty cloth. 'Ah,' he said, smiling warmly. ‘Just my grandpa’s ghost helping out late nights.’ The delivery driver laughed nervously as the cash register stopped buzzing. Turns out, Kwik Trip had been open twenty-four hours for decades—even after closing time.

3. On a chilly autumn morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Kwik Trip for coffee. As he waited in line, he overheard two neighbors discussing something strange that had been happening after dark. One of them mentioned seeing a mysterious figure near the gas pumps late at night. The other shook his head and laughed, saying it was probably just an owl or maybe even Kwik Trip’s new mascot—an elusive yet friendly critter they’d hired to boost sales during the fall season. The delivery driver smiled, finishing his coffee and thinking how nice it was when small towns made up stories to keep things interesting.

4. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Kwik Trip and caught a whiff of something unusual—an intoxicating scent that seemed to waft from inside the store. Curious, he opened the door just a crack—and was greeted by the warm glow of an old-fashioned soda fountain. Inside, a friendly clerk offered him a free ice-cold Coke. The delivery driver smiled, realizing it must be someone’s practical joke. But as he left, he overheard a familiar voice saying, ‘Hey, thanks for stopping by!’ Turns out, it was his own neighbor, who worked nights there.