Chevron

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One night, while filling up at Chevron, a delivery driver noticed something odd on the gas pump display: ‘Thank you for your patience—your car is now washing itself.’ He laughed it off until he saw another customer’s car being vacuumed clean too. Curious, they both approached the pumps and found themselves surrounded by soft music and gentle lights. A moment later, an elderly gentleman emerged from behind the counter with a smile: 'Welcome to Chevron's new service,' he said, 'now available only after midnight.' The delivery driver looked at his friend and shrugged, thinking, ‘next time I’ll fill up early!’

2. At Chevron one morning, a regular pumping gas heard an eerie humming sound coming from inside the station. Curious, he walked closer and saw a reflection of himself in the glass door—except it wasn’t him. Curiously, he approached even closer—and suddenly realized that the reflection was wearing a completely different hat than his own. Turned out, a delivery driver had left his hat on the counter, and now both men were trying to figure out whose head it belonged to. They ended up laughing so hard they almost spilled gas all over each other.

3. At Chevron last week, a customer asked the attendant, ‘Do you ever see ghosts here?’ The attendant replied, ‘Not that I know of…’ and then pointed towards the pump where a shadowy figure seemed to be refueling itself. The attendant squinted into the darkness. ‘Wait a minute,’ he said, ‘that looks like Mr. Johnson from down the street!’ They both laughed as Mr. Johnson waved sheepishly, his face illuminated by the gas pump’s neon light. ‘Guess I’m not as invisible as I thought,’ he chuckled, paying for his fill-up.

4. At Chevron late one night, a delivery driver filling up his truck swears he saw a shadowy figure refueling a vintage car—only no such vehicle existed. Curious, the delivery driver asked around, and soon learned that an old timer down the street had a secret garage filled with antique cars. Turned out it was just a neighbor sneaking in for a nostalgic fill-up after hours. The next day, everyone laughed over coffee—except maybe the poor gas station attendant who had to explain why there were two sets of credit card receipts for the same pump.