Circle K

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. It was just another morning at Circle K—people filling up their tanks and grabbing coffee for the day ahead. A delivery driver pulled in, unloaded his truck, and headed inside for a quick snack. Suddenly, he noticed something odd on the counter: an old coin, glinting in the light. He picked it up curiously—it looked ancient yet shiny. ‘Hey,’ he called out, “anybody lost a Roman dime around here?” A minute later, an elderly gentleman walked in, rubbing his eyes. “That’s mine,” he said with a smile. “Forgot I left it here last week.” They both laughed, and the delivery driver bought him a coffee as thanks. Another ordinary day at Circle K, except now they had a new joke to tell.

2. At Circle K, a regular always paid with exact change. One day, he showed up with a dollar bill and announced over the PA: ‘I’ll pay you back next time in quarters!’ The clerk smiled and nodded, knowing it was just another of his jokes. The man drove off, and for weeks everyone wondered if he’d actually bring those quarters. Then one morning, a delivery driver pulled up and cheerfully said, ‘Hey, I brought some quarters for our friend!’ Turned out, someone had decided to keep the tradition alive.

3. At Circle K, a sign above the cash register read: ‘If you can’t afford gas, maybe you shouldn’t be driving.’ A delivery driver walked in, took one look, then asked, ‘And what should I do if I can’t afford coffee?’ The manager smiled and replied, ‘Well, sir, why not walk? It’s only two blocks from here!’ The delivery driver shook his head with a laugh and said, ‘Next time I’ll just bring my bike.’ Everyone in line burst out laughing, and for a moment, the usually bustling gas station felt like a cozy neighborhood hangout.

4. A delivery driver pulled up to the Circle K late one night, fumbling for his keys in the dark. Suddenly, from inside the store came a voice: 'Hey, pal! Your blinker’s on!' The delivery driver jumped, startled, and looked around wildly. ‘Thanks, neighbor!’ he called back, turning off his turn signal with a sheepish grin. The voice chuckled again, quieter now: ‘Next time, check your mirrors too.’ The driver laughed and drove away, realizing that maybe, just maybe, Circle K had more than snacks and gas after all.