Shell

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Shell, where the line for gas stretches out like an old Western, a delivery driver once left behind something curious in one of the shopping carts. A small, rusted keychain with a peculiar charm—an eagle perched on a globe—caught the eye of a regular who stopped to inspect it. Curious about its origin, the regular asked around and soon learned that the keychain belonged to a neighbor who often filled up there. Turns out, he’d accidentally dropped it while unloading groceries. With a laugh, someone quipped, ‘Maybe next time he’ll leave his lucky charm behind intentionally!’

2. At Shell, where the line for gas never seems to end, one day a regular asked with a puzzled look: ‘Why does the cashier always greet us as “Mr. President”?’ The cashier smiled and whispered conspiratorially, ‘We do it because you’re our favorite customers—everyone deserves a title!’ The regular nodded knowingly, realizing that sometimes life is just a little bit of fun and games.

3. At Shell, where the line for gas is always long enough for a good chat, one morning a delivery driver complained, ‘I’ve been waiting here longer than my last relationship!’ Finally, an old neighbor chimed in, ‘Well, sonny, maybe your relationships were too short!’ The line erupted into laughter, and everyone agreed—sometimes you gotta wait a while before finding the right pump.’

4. At Shell, where the line for gas is always long enough for a good chat, one morning a regular found something unusual in his car’s windshield wiper: a tiny plastic unicorn. The regular smiled and turned it around, only to discover another side with a note scribbled on it: ‘Your tank’s empty, come fill up!’ He laughed, shook his head, and drove off, knowing that at Shell, sometimes magic happens when you least expect it.