QuikTrip

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. It was just another morning at QuikTrip when a delivery driver pulled up with a smile on his face and a box under his arm. As he approached the counter, he whispered something strange into the cashier’s ear, causing her eyes to widen in surprise. The cashier pretended not to notice as she quickly scanned the items. The delivery driver casually asked if she liked cookies, to which she nodded enthusiastically. He then leaned closer and whispered, ‘They’re from my wife—she bakes them every Tuesday.’ Everyone laughed, including the customers waiting in line behind her, making it just another memorable day at QuikTrip.

2. A little boy stood mesmerized as he watched the gas pump arms move back and forth like some mechanical dance partner. His father chuckled, ‘It’s just refueling, son.’ But the kid insisted, ‘Dad, they look like they’re waving goodbye!’ Just then, an older gentleman approached the pumps, nodded towards the scene, and said with a twinkle in his eye, ‘Son, those pumps are saying “thank you” for your business!’ The kid looked confused for a moment before breaking into a wide smile, realizing that maybe machines weren’t so cold after all.

3. At dawn, when most people were still dreaming, an early bird pulled into QuikTrip for coffee. The store was unusually quiet until a shadowy figure appeared in the rearview mirror—an old man, whispering something strange about the moonlight and gasoline. The customer nodded politely but kept sipping his coffee. Just then, the old man vanished like mist in sunlight. A few seconds later, the delivery driver arrived with a smile, asking if they needed anything else. Turned out, it was just another morning at QuikTrip—a place where even ghosts seem to stop for gas.

4. At midnight, when even the night owls had gone home, a delivery driver noticed something odd. The neon sign above QuikTrip flickered on its own, casting eerie shadows across the empty parking lot. Curious, he approached the store and saw only a shadow of himself waving from behind the counter. Startled, he laughed it off as a prank until his dog barked excitedly, pointing towards the cash register. There lay an old bag of chips, left there by a regular who always forgot to take them. Since then, late-night visitors often spot the ghostly figure—just another friendly neighborhood QuikTrip spirit making sure no one leaves without their snacks.