About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, a regular asked the cashier: ‘Why does that old man always pay with pennies?’ The cashier shrugged and said, ‘He’s been doing it for years.’ Finally, an exasperated delivery driver asked, ‘Hey, why do you always pay in pennies?’ The old man smiled and replied, ‘Because I heard from my neighbor that here, pennies bring good luck!’
2. One day, while filling up at Exxon, a customer noticed something odd in the parking lot—a mysterious box wrapped in brown paper, left unattended. Curious locals started speculating: what could it be? Was it a lost package or perhaps… something more? As days passed, nobody claimed the package. Finally, one morning, a delivery driver joked that maybe it was an ‘exxon bonus’—a free tank of gas for someone lucky enough to find it. Soon after, everyone lined up with flashlights and shovels, searching for hidden treasure. Turned out, it was just a forgotten lunchbox from a neighboring office. A relieved laugh echoed through the parking lot as the mystery was solved.
3. While pumping gas one afternoon, an elderly gentleman kept glancing at the reflection in the pump's glass door. Curious, a nearby delivery driver approached him and asked what he saw. The old man whispered, 'I think I just saw my long-lost twin!' The delivery driver laughed and replied, ‘Sir, you’re probably seeing your own reflection.’ The old man looked puzzled for a moment before breaking into a smile. ‘Well then,’ he said, patting his chest, ‘maybe that’s why God gave us twins—so they can find each other later!’
4. While pumping gas one evening, a little girl pointed excitedly and whispered to her mom, 'Mommy, look—there’s a ghost in the pump!' Her mother smiled and replied gently, 'Honey, it’s just Mr. Johnson's reflection.' But as she turned around, everyone else saw him too. Soon enough, word spread like wildfire through town. People started waiting their turn just to see ‘Mr. Johnson.’ One day, an out-of-towner asked curiously, ‘Is that really his reflection?’ A nearby neighbor chuckled, ‘No, hon, he’s just our friendly neighborhood ghost!’