Foothill Fuel And Wash

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Foothill Fuel and Wash, an old delivery driver always parked his truck in the same spot every morning. One day, his little dog started barking furiously as soon as they pulled up—even though there were no other cars around. It turned out that every morning a neighbor’s cat would sneak into their yard just before they arrived. The dog recognized it from far away and went nuts, thinking it was a threat. After some laughter and a few awkward explanations, everyone became friends—and now the dog greets the cat with a wagging tail instead of growls.

2. At Foothill Fuel & Wash, customers often wondered why one particular car always seemed to be running late. Was it because its owner, a regular named Joe, had trouble starting the engine? Or did he simply enjoy chatting with the attendant too much? One day, an impatient customer asked Joe if his car was ever going to start. With a smile, Joe replied, ‘It’s not my car—it belongs to our neighbor who insists on washing it every morning before work!’ The whole place burst out laughing, realizing that Foothill Fuel & Wash wasn’t just about gas and oil—sometimes it was also about good old-fashioned fun.

3. At Foothill Fuel and Wash, every morning around sunrise, someone would hear a soft humming sound coming from behind the pumps. It grew louder each day, like an invisible engine warming up for takeoff. One morning, a delivery driver thought he’d finally catch it. He hid behind the pump, but when he peeked out—nothing. Just as he was about to give up, a voice whispered, ‘Don’t worry, mate, I’m just warming up my morning coffee.’ Everyone agreed that maybe it was just Foothill’s friendly ghost barista.

4. At Foothill Fuel and Wash, every night after closing, a small dog would appear from nowhere and patiently wait for the attendant to open the gates. No one knew whose it was or how it found its way there each day. One evening, an old delivery driver arrived late and saw the little dog. ‘Hey, buddy,’ he said, scratching behind its ear, ‘you’re always here when no one else is.’ The dog wagged its tail in response. Finally, the attendant unlocked the gates, and the dog trotted inside, disappearing into the shadows of the station. The next morning, everyone asked the driver if he’d seen the mysterious canine. With a smile, he replied, ‘Nah, I just gave him a ride home.’