Casey's General Store

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Casey's General Store, a delivery driver once noticed something peculiar on the gas pump display: ‘Today is your lucky day! Fill up for half price.’ The sign stayed there for weeks, and every time someone filled their tank, the message mysteriously reset itself. One morning, a regular customer asked the clerk if he could fill his tank for free since the sign said it was his lucky day again. The clerk smiled and replied, 'It’s always your lucky day when you pay full price!' Everyone laughed, and the sign eventually disappeared, replaced by one that simply read, 'Casey’s—Fill Up Anytime'.

2. A delivery driver pulled up to Casey's one morning, loaded with boxes and smiles. As he approached the counter, he noticed an old man standing outside, talking animatedly into thin air. ‘Morning!’ said the driver cheerfully. The old man turned around, still smiling but now addressing a non-existent dog. ‘Morning, Casey,’ he replied, patting empty air. The driver paid for his gas, waved goodbye—and watched as the old man walked back inside, muttering, “Finally found him!” A week later, the same driver saw Casey again, sitting on the porch with a real dog by his side. 'Where’d you find him?’ asked the driver. Casey shrugged, grinning. ‘Turns out he was here all along.’

3. At Casey's General Store, a delivery driver pulled up one afternoon, puzzled by an odd announcement over the loud speaker: 'Attention, everyone—we now accept cash, checks, and unicorn tears for gasoline.' The delivery driver looked around, confused but amused. A regular customer chuckled and explained, ‘They’re just having fun with you today.’ Soon enough, another voice crackled over the speaker: “And don’t forget, we also take rainbows and wishes!” Everyone burst out laughing, realizing it was just good ol’ Casey’s way of keeping things interesting.

4. One foggy morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Casey's General Store, wondering if anyone could see him through the thick mist. The storekeeper, old Mr. Jenkins, emerged from behind the counter and asked with a twinkle in his eye, ‘Morning, stranger! Coffee or doughnuts today?’ The driver shook his head, still not fully visible, and replied, ‘Just coffee, thanks.’ As he took a sip, he finally realized that everyone inside had been laughing so hard they were crying—because he was wearing only his work boots and nothing else!’