About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At Sinclair gas station late one night, a delivery driver noticed something odd: every time he filled up, the little dog next door would howl and run towards the pump. The more the man ignored it, the louder the barking grew until finally, one morning, the pup appeared right beside him—with a key in its mouth. The delivery driver grinned, realizing the dog was trying to help. He took the key, unlocked the gate, and found an old bicycle chained to a post. Turned out, the dog was just an enthusiastic neighborhood helper, eager for his owner to get some exercise after work.
2. At Sinclair gas station, an elderly man approached the counter and asked for directions with unusual urgency. ‘Excuse me,’ he said, ‘but where can I find the shortest line in America?’ The clerk smiled and replied, ‘Sir, you’re standing right in it.’ A delivery driver then chimed in, pointing to a sign above their head: ‘World’s Longest Line!’ The old man laughed heartily and said, ‘Son, that’s not a line—those are just flags marking the perimeter of our parking lot.’ Everyone burst into laughter, realizing they’d been had once again.
3. In the dead of winter, when the Sinclair station’s lights were the only warm glow on the dark highway, a trucker pulled in for a quick refuel. As he filled up, he noticed something strange—every time he looked at his watch, it seemed to slow down just enough to sync with the old clock above the cash register. Finally, after several stops, our trucker realized that the clock was exactly ten minutes slower than everyone else's. With a laugh, he paid for gas and left, promising himself to never return unless someone could explain why Sinclair always made him twenty minutes late.
4. At Sinclair gas station, a young woman pumping gas heard an old timer say, ‘You know, I swear that pump has been counting backward since dawn!’ She looked at the counter, and sure enough—one gallon was missing from the total. The old timer laughed, saying, ‘Don’t worry, honey, it’s just Sinclair being Sinclair.’ She paid for her gas with a smile, and as she drove off, noticed the next customer arguing about the same thing. Turned out, everyone in town had their own story about Sinclair’s backward-ticking pumps.