Circle K

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At dawn, when Circle K usually buzzes with truckers and early risers, a lone figure in a plaid shirt stood outside the store. A regular, he always came around this time for a coffee and newspaper, but today something was different—his face was glowing. The clerk blinked a few times, thinking maybe his eyes were playing tricks on him. But no—the glow intensified as the man approached the counter. With a smile, he ordered his usual coffee and paper, then casually remarked, 'Guess I forgot to turn off my phone.' The regulars shook their heads and chuckled, knowing that sometimes even a simple place like Circle K can surprise you.

2. At midnight, when most gas stations are asleep, a delivery driver pulled up to Circle K for an unexpected visitor—a small, furry creature that seemed lost in the night. The clerk watched, amused, as the animal scurried into the store, only to emerge moments later with a bag of chips and a bottle of water. The little critter then ran back outside, leaving behind a satisfied look on its face. The delivery driver chuckled, shook his head, and muttered, ‘Another late-night adventure at Circle K.’

3. At dusk, when Circle K’s neon sign casts its glow over the quiet street, a neighborhood cat began appearing every night. It would saunter through the parking lot, casually eyeing the customers as if it owned the place. One night, an old delivery driver slowed down and called out, ‘Hey, kitty, you’re getting too big for these midnight snacks!’ The cat looked up with a mischievous glint in its eye, then leaped onto the counter, knocking over a bottle of sunflower seeds. Alarmed, but amused, the clerk exclaimed, ‘You little thief! Come back tomorrow during business hours!’ And so, Circle K became known not just for gas, but also for its famous late-night feline customer.

4. At dusk, when Circle K’s neon sign casts its glow over the quiet street, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar: every night, right on schedule, a faint humming sound emerged from behind the store's closed doors. Curious but cautious, he approached the door and peered inside—only to see an old radio quietly playing jazz tunes. Turned out, it was just an enthusiastic neighbor who left it there every evening. Since then, whenever anyone asks why Circle K seems so lively at night, they smile and say, ‘That’s just our secret neighborly jam session.’