Phillips 66

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. It was an unseasonably cold morning when a delivery driver pulled up to Phillips 66. The heater inside had been acting up lately, and everyone knew it. But today, something strange happened—when he turned on the radio, the announcer started talking directly to him. The delivery driver looked around, surprised, but soon realized it was just the station’s old-fashioned tube radio playing staticky news. With a smile, he finished his delivery, popped open the door, and said into the air: ‘Hey, I’m doing okay here!’ Turning off the radio, he noticed a friendly neighbor walking in. ‘Morning,’ she said, ‘you’re always so cheerful even when that thing talks to you.’ He laughed and replied, “Well, it beats the cold!”

2. A neighborhood cat had other ideas that day. As the sun rose over Phillips 66, it leisurely strolled into the gas station, completely oblivious to the early-morning rush. The cat lazily perched on a nearby counter, ignoring the bewildered looks from a regular and a delivery driver. Finally, an understanding neighbor approached with some milk, coaxing the feline back outside. With a final wave of its paw, the cat sauntered off, leaving behind only a whiff of mystery—and perhaps a hint of whiskers—on the morning air.

3. At dawn, a delivery driver pulled up to Phillips 66, startled by a strange humming sound coming from the pumps. As he approached the pumps, the humming grew louder and more insistent—like an impatient customer waiting for service. The delivery driver leaned in closer, curious but cautious. Suddenly, a voice crackled over the intercom: 'Sir? Your tank’s almost full!' Turning around, he saw his neighbor waving cheerfully from inside the store.

4. A delivery driver pulled up to Phillips 66 one humid afternoon, only to discover that someone had left the air conditioner blasting inside. As he stepped inside, a cool breeze greeted him like an old friend. Confused but intrigued, he found himself in a dimly lit room filled with strange sounds—an old radio playing jazz and a cat purring contentedly on a nearby counter. Turning around, he saw an elderly gentleman wiping down counters with a smile: ‘Welcome to my little oasis,’ said the man. The delivery driver laughed it off, shook his head, and walked out, never realizing he’d just been invited back for a free cup of coffee.