Chevron

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Chevron, where gas meets gossip, an elderly gentleman named Mr. Smith used to stop every morning for his coffee and newspaper. One day, he exclaimed, 'I swear, that cashier knows exactly how much change I’ll leave!' One morning, a delivery driver mentioned offhand that he’d seen Mr. Smith’s grandson working late nights in the city center. The old man’s eyes widened as he whispered, ‘That explains it!’ From then on, whenever anyone left a penny less than usual, Mr. Smith would mutter, ‘Grandson must be short again.’ And everyone at Chevron laughed.

2. At Chevron, one morning a regular exclaimed, ‘I swear, my car knows when I’m low on gas!’ The attendant smiled and replied, ‘Maybe your car is just a good friend, sir!’ The regular laughed, realizing it was more about timing than mechanics. From then on, whenever anyone asked him how he knew when to stop for gas, he’d wink and say, “Trust your gut—and maybe your tank.”

3. At Chevron, someone started leaving cryptic messages on the pump handles: ‘Fill up with E if you’re lucky today.’ No one knew who was behind it or what it meant. Soon enough, everyone in town was checking the handle before pumping gas—some even brought their smartphones to decode the mysterious message. One day, a delivery driver joked, ‘Maybe I should just fill up with D for dull days!’ Then, out of nowhere, an old neighbor appeared and whispered, ‘I did it! It stands for “Enjoy your trip!”’ Everyone laughed, realizing it had been just a friendly prank all along.

4. At Chevron, every night around closing time, a faint humming sound could be heard coming from the pumps. Noises like that had never been reported before, but everyone agreed it sounded like a distant party, full of laughter and music. One evening, an old neighbor stopped by to fill up his truck. He leaned against the car and listened intently as the hum grew louder—almost like a dance party was happening inside the station. Suddenly, he turned to his dog and said, ‘I bet those guys are having more fun than us!’ And they both walked away whistling, leaving Chevron’s mysterious nocturnal disco behind.