About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At nightfall, a delivery driver pulled up to Shell with an unusual load. As he unloaded crates marked ‘Top Secret,’ whispers spread through town that aliens were fueling up next door. Suddenly, a neighbor popped his head in and asked if they sold coffee too. The delivery driver grinned and replied, 'It’s top secret, but I hear it keeps alien engines purring!'
2. At closing time, a regular approached the Shell attendant and asked, ‘Do you ever get strange requests here?’ The attendant shrugged and replied, ‘Just last week, some guy wanted us to fill his car with moonshine.’ The attendant laughed, shaking his head. ‘Next thing you know,’ he said, ‘he’ll ask for gasoline made from unicorn tears!’ Just then, a delivery driver pulled up, asking for regular gas. Everyone burst out laughing.
3. A neighborhood kid stopped by Shell every afternoon on his way home from school. One day, he emerged from the station holding not just a soda but a small plastic dinosaur. The next day, another kid walked in and asked for a drink. The attendant smiled and handed him a toy triceratops. Word spread quickly around town, and soon kids were lining up after school hoping for their own dinosaur. Even an older delivery driver joined in, saying he wanted something ‘prehistoric’ too. Before long, Shell became known as the place where you could fill your tank and take home a little prehistoric friend.
4. One morning, a Shell attendant noticed something peculiar in the parking lot—a mysterious box wrapped in brown paper, left overnight. No note, no tag—just a simple sign reading ‘Open Me First.’ The attendant shrugged and opened it carefully. Inside was a cardboard cutout of a smiling clown holding a balloon. Next to it lay a note: 'Happy Halloween from your friendly neighborhood prankster!' Turns out, every October, someone would leave a little surprise for the staff.