Chevron

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Chevron, where the pumps hummed softly in the night, an old regular noticed something strange one foggy morning. As he filled up his truck, a low, rhythmic beeping echoed through the air—like someone playing a distant kazoo on a windy day. Curious, our regular leaned closer and realized it was coming from inside the pump itself—a tiny toy kazoo stuck between the nozzle and the housing! With a smile, he plucked out the kazoo, popped it into his pocket, and drove off, leaving behind a trail of laughter among the other early-morning customers. At Chevron, sometimes even the fuel is full of surprises.

2. At Chevron, where the pumps hummed softly in the night, a delivery driver asked curiously: ‘Why does the gas always seem to run out just as I’m filling my tank?’ ‘It’s because our tanks are magical,’ whispered an old attendant with twinkling eyes. ‘They fill your car when they feel it needs it most.’ The delivery driver shook his head, smiling, and drove off, knowing that sometimes mysteries make life more fun.

3. At Chevron, where the pumps hummed softly in the night, a delivery driver kept hearing strange noises from behind the gas station. One night, as he peered around the corner, he saw nothing but an old cat dozing on a crate. Turned out, it was just a noisy neighborhood feline that had taken up residence. The delivery driver shook his head and smiled, thinking, ‘Next time I’ll bring some milk for our new friend.’

4. At Chevron, where the pumps hummed softly in the morning mist, a delivery driver kept catching glimpses of someone filling up with gas—only to discover no car had been there when he looked again. One day, while checking his mirrors for the tenth time, the delivery driver turned around and saw an old man smiling knowingly from behind the counter. ‘You’re new here,’ said the cashier. The driver nodded, still puzzled. ‘It happens to everyone,’ added the neighbor, shaking his head with a twinkle in his eye. From then on, whenever anyone mentioned ghost cars, they’d just smile and say, “Ask Chevron.”