Mobil

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At night, when the pumps clicked off and the lights dimmed, a strange voice would occasionally crackle over the Mobil station’s intercom. ‘Welcome home,’ it whispered in a deep, soothing tone. No one knew whose voice it was or why it only spoke after midnight. One evening, an old delivery driver pulled up and asked curiously, ‘Who’s that talking?’ A nearby neighbor replied, laughing, ‘Oh, that’s just Mobil trying to lure you inside for a free coffee.’ The intercom then softly said, ‘I hope your day is filled with joy…and maybe stop by for some gas?’ Everyone laughed, knowing it was just another quirky thing about their little town.

2. At closing time one evening, an old man standing by the pump muttered, ‘I swear I saw that gas gauge wink at me.’ The next morning, a young delivery driver pulled up and asked if anyone had seen an old man arguing with the gas gauge. Smiling, someone replied, 'He’s probably just talking to his friend again.'

3. At dawn, while a delivery driver filled up his truck, he noticed an old gas can slowly rolling towards him from inside the station. Curious, he picked it up and saw a note inside reading: ‘Please fill me halfway.’ Turned out someone had left their nearly empty gas can there for weeks. The delivery driver chuckled, thinking, ‘Next time I’ll look before pouring!’

4. At midnight, when the gas station's neon sign flickered faintly, a familiar voice whispered from behind the pump: 'Fill it up, sonny, but don't forget to leave room for my secret recipe.' As the customer filled his tank, he noticed an old coffee cup on the counter. ‘Care for some joe while you wait?’ asked the voice. The man nodded, and as he sipped, he heard the whisper again: ‘Just don’t tell anyone—it’s my special blend.’ With a smile, the station vanished into thin air, leaving only the scent of fresh brew in the night.