TomThumb

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. In the early morning fog, when TomThumb gas station usually sees only sleepy drivers and delivery trucks, a regular customer noticed something strange. The attendant's reflection in the mirror behind the counter seemed to move even when he stood motionless. Curious, the regular approached the mirror and asked the attendant if everything was okay. With a smile, the attendant replied, ‘Just checking my reflection for dust, sir.’ Turned out, his glasses had left a small smudge on the glass that made it look like he was moving.

2. Late one night, while TomThumb gas station was quiet as ever, a delivery driver noticed something strange: every time he filled up, the radio would suddenly start playing old-time jazz tunes—even though no one had touched the knobs. Finally curious, the delivery driver asked an older gentleman filling his car nearby if he recognized those songs. With a twinkle in his eye, the neighbor replied, ‘Why, that’s my favorite station from when I was young!’ Turns out, TomThumb played only classic jazz until midnight, then switched back to silence. Everyone laughed, and the delivery driver left with a newfound appreciation for old-fashioned music.

3. Late one night, while TomThumb gas station was dark and empty, a delivery driver muttered under his breath, ‘I’m never taking another late shift here.’ Suddenly, a tiny voice from inside the store said, ‘Hey, don’t be so grumpy!’ The delivery driver looked around, but saw no one. Then he heard the voice again, louder this time: 'You forgot your change!' A small figure appeared behind the counter—just an old coffee cup with a smiley face drawn on it. The driver shook his head and smiled, muttering, 'Must be getting tired of this place.'

4. At dawn, when TomThumb gas station is usually deserted, an old dog started appearing regularly. He’d sit patiently outside until someone filled up his owner’s car. One morning, a sleepy delivery driver arrived and saw the dog again. Smiling, he asked, ‘Hey, old friend, who’s the lucky guy today?’ The dog wagged happily, then ran inside and returned with a crumpled note that read: “Fill my car—my keys are in it.”