Sunoco

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Sunoco, everyone noticed how one regular always paid with exactly twenty dollars. One day, someone asked: ‘Hey, why does he never use coins or bills smaller than twenties?’ It turned out that every twenty was actually a twenty-dollar bill his wife had given him—marked with a tiny note reading, ‘Fill up the tank!’ One day, when he accidentally used a ten and five ones, she walked in and said, ‘Honey, you’re doing it wrong again.’ The whole town laughed, but nobody minded—they loved their friendly neighborhood gas station.

2. At Sunoco, customers were puzzled when a little girl kept asking her dad, ‘Why does that man always talk to the gas pump like it’s listening?’ Finally, someone asked the gas station attendant what was going on. With a smile, he replied, 'Oh, he's just saying hello to Mr. Pump. He thinks it helps the gas flow better.' The whole town laughed, realizing that sometimes even machines need a friendly greeting.

3. At Sunoco, a delivery driver complained loudly, ‘I’m never going back there again!’ Curious, another driver asked why. The first shrugged and replied, ‘Because every time I fill up, they ask if I want my gas in gallons or liters.’ Another driver laughed, shaking his head: ‘That’s nothing! Last week, some guy insisted on paying with cash, but only Russian rubles.’ A nearby customer chimed in, smiling: ‘Ah, that’s why I always bring euros—no questions asked!’

4. At Sunoco, an old man walked in every morning and asked for the same thing: a cup of coffee so strong it could wake the dead, and a newspaper from 1987. When the clerk protested, he simply replied, 'It's my lucky year.' One day, a delivery driver brought him a package wrapped in yellowing newsprint. ‘Your lucky year?’ the driver teased. The old man grinned, unwrapped the package—only to reveal another newspaper from 1987. He shrugged: ‘Guess I missed it last time.’