About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At Phillips 66, every morning begins with a ritual: a regular checks the newspaper clippings taped inside the restroom door. One day, amidst weather reports and local news, he found an old photo of a smiling man holding a sign that read ‘World’s Biggest Hamburger.’ No one had seen it before. Curious, our regular asked around. Turned out the picture was from some long-forgotten roadside contest nobody remembered anymore. The next day, another clipping appeared—this time, a polar bear dancing on ice cubes. And so began Phillips 66’s daily tradition: keeping customers entertained while they filled up their tanks.
2. At Phillips 66, customers often notice an odd habit of one regular. Every afternoon around three o'clock, he walks in wearing a raincoat and umbrella—even on sunny days. One day, a delivery driver asks him, ‘Sir, why do you always come here with your umbrella?’ The man replies, smiling, ‘Son, I’m not here for the weather; I just like coming at exactly 3 PM.’ Turns out, his wife had told him that was when she’d be done working nearby—and he never missed their little daily rendezvous.
3. At Phillips 66, every night around closing time, a faint humming sound starts coming from the pump area. Employees shrug it off as nothing unusual until one day, a delivery driver swears he saw a shadowy figure refueling a ghostly car. After that, whenever someone mentioned seeing strange lights or hearing odd noises near the pumps, everyone just smiled and said, ‘Probably just the ghost of an old timer filling up his car.’ And so, Phillips 66 became known not only for its fuel but also for its friendly neighborhood ghost who loves gas stations.
4. At Phillips 66, every Tuesday after midnight, a soft clicking noise can be heard from the restroom. No one knows what it is or who leaves it behind. One Tuesday morning, an early-rising trucker entered the restroom and heard the click-clicking. Curious, he followed the sound and found a small mechanical mouse playing tic-tac-toe with itself in the mirror. ‘How do I turn this thing off?’ he asked no one in particular, only to hear the mouse reply, ‘Just press my belly button!’ Everyone laughed, including the mouse.