Citgo

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At nightfall, an anonymous delivery driver pulled up to Citgo’s pumps and noticed something peculiar on the gas station’s sign: ‘Fill your tank with luck tonight.’ Curious, he filled his truck—and ever since then, every customer who bought exactly three gallons of gas before midnight claimed they’d had extraordinary good fortune. Word spread quickly, and soon neighbors were stopping by for just three gallons before midnight. One old lady even drove her car backwards to fill up precisely at 11:59 PM. The next morning, everyone gathered around amazed: she had won a lottery ticket worth ten thousand dollars—though no one could explain why her car was now facing backward in the driveway.

2. At dawn, a sleepy delivery driver filled up at Citgo and found an old, dusty guitar case in the backseat of his truck. Curious, he opened it and discovered a harmonica inside—a silver charm dangling from its strap read ‘Lucky One.’ He blew into it once—nothing happened. Twice—still nothing. On the third try, though, a faint tune started playing. The driver looked around, confused, then shrugged and drove off with his newfound luck. Months later, while filling up again, he noticed an old neighbor also humming the same melody. Turned out, they’d both been blown away by Citgo’s magical harmonica.

3. One morning, a little girl pointed excitedly at Citgo's sign as her dad filled up his truck. ‘Daddy,’ she asked, ‘why does that gas station change colors?’ Her father smiled and replied, ‘Honey, it’s not magic—it’s just the way the sun hits those special red, white, and blue stripes on their sign.’ She nodded thoughtfully then ran off to play, leaving him to finish pumping gas with a smile. From then on, whenever anyone asked why Citgo changed colors, he’d wink and say, “It’s because Texas loves its sports teams so much they painted the whole place!”

4. At lunchtime, a regular stopped for gas and noticed something odd on Citgo’s sign. Was it really flashing different colors or just his hungry eyes playing tricks? As he pumped gas, the sign suddenly switched to neon green—his favorite color. ‘Finally!’ he thought, smiling. But then it flickered red, followed by blue and yellow. The regular laughed, realizing it was just an old malfunctioning LED show. He drove off, muttering, ‘Guess I’ll never know if they’re showing my favorite sports team or just trying to attract aliens.’