Conoco

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At night, when the pumps clicked softly in the quiet town, a strange humming began near Conoco. A regular noticed it first—an eerie, almost musical tone that grew louder as he filled up his truck. Soon enough, everyone in town was stopping by Conoco just for the sound. One old delivery driver even claimed it helped him stay awake during long nights. But one evening, after filling his tank, a neighbor asked jokingly, ‘Does anyone else hear that, or is it just my imagination?’ The humming stopped instantly, leaving only the soft click of the pumps—and nobody dared fill up again.

2. Late one morning, as a delivery driver pulled up for gas, he noticed something odd—an eerie whiff of fresh-baked bread wafting from inside the station. Curious, he peered through the window and saw an old lady in overalls, dusting shelves filled with jars of jam and pickles. ‘What’s going on here?’ asked the driver. She smiled and said, “Just restocking my secret recipe for gasoline.” He paid for his gas, got back in his truck, and drove off, still wondering if he should try her jam next time.’

3. One day, while filling up at Conoco, a delivery driver found an old, rusty key hidden inside the pump nozzle. Curious locals began stopping by just to see if their own keys would appear next time. Soon enough, Conoco became known as ‘Key-o,’ and people drove miles just for a chance at finding their lucky key. One morning, though, a delivery driver discovered not a key but a tiny note reading: ‘Keys are out of stock today—try again tomorrow!’ Everyone burst into laughter, realizing it was all a big joke. From then on, Conoco’s pumps were filled with good humor rather than gasoline.

4. Late one afternoon, as a delivery driver pulled up for gas, he noticed an old man whispering into his empty coffee cup. Curious, the driver leaned in closer and asked what he was doing. The old man replied, ‘Just talking to my friend Joe.’ Turns out, Joe was a ghostly regular who always came around when no one else was here. They chatted amiably until another customer arrived—then Joe vanished with a wave. The delivery guy shook his head, smiled, and thought, ‘Maybe Conoco has its own special kind of charm.’