Shell

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. It was an unusually quiet Sunday morning in Shell gas station when a delivery driver pulled up with a peculiar package. As he approached the counter, everyone noticed that the box seemed to be humming softly. The clerk cautiously opened the box and inside was a tiny glowing fish, swimming contentedly. Everyone laughed as it swam around the counter, attracting customers like bees to honey. The delivery driver explained it was a promotional gift from their supplier—‘the friendliest fuel in town.’ From then on, Shell became known for its talking fish, drawing curious neighbors and becoming the talk of the city.

2. A regular stopped by Shell one afternoon, only to discover that his car wouldn’t start. As he fiddled with the keys, a delivery truck pulled up next to him, its driver leaning out and asking if everything was okay. The delivery driver grinned and said, ‘Hey mate, I’ve got just what you need!’ He reached into his truck, pulled out a jumper cable, and hooked it up in seconds. The engine roared back to life, much to the regular’s surprise. With a wave goodbye, the driver drove off, leaving our hero to ponder whether he should ever park there again—or maybe just tip the friendly neighbor next door.’

3. At dawn, a delivery driver pulled up to Shell and heard over the PA: ‘Attention, ladies and gentlemen—your fuel is now talking Russian.’ The delivery driver looked around confused but then smiled as he recognized the voice—he’d often hear his neighbor practicing Russian aloud in the mornings. ‘Good morning!’ said the neighbor cheerfully. The driver shook his head and laughed, thinking how life sometimes throws you unexpected conversations at dawn.

4. At midnight, a delivery driver pulled into Shell for a quick break. The radio crackled with static, but then came a voice: 'Hey there, night owl! Got any snacks?' The delivery driver looked around, startled. ‘Who’s that?’ he whispered. A packet of chips appeared from behind the counter. ‘Take one,’ said the voice. ‘It’s on the house.’ And just like that, the radio went silent again. The driver shrugged and took a bite—best chips he’d ever had.