Gulf

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar in the Gulf gas station’s parking lot—a mysterious box wrapped in old newspaper and tied with twine. Curious but cautious, he drove off without investigating further. A few days later, an elderly neighbor stopped by the station, asking if anyone had seen a strange package. The attendant shrugged it off as just another urban legend. That night, a loud thud was heard from behind the pumps—everyone rushed outside to discover the package had finally unraveled, revealing nothing more than a dusty copy of last year’s calendar. Everyone laughed, realizing it must’ve been some prankster having fun with their collective imagination.

2. Late one night, as a delivery driver pulled into the Gulf gas station for a quick fill-up, he heard an odd announcement over the intercom: ‘Ladies and gentlemen, our new pump attendant is here to serve your every need—just ask him how many gallons are in a barrel!’ The delivery driver chuckled and asked, 'Excuse me, sonny? How many gallons ARE in a barrel?' The young attendant looked up with a straight face and replied, 'Well sir, it depends on whether you're measuring oil or beer!' Everyone burst out laughing, including the neighbor who was filling his truck next door.

3. Late one night, as a delivery driver pulled into the Gulf gas station for a quick fill-up, he noticed an old man standing alone near the pumps. ‘Excuse me,’ said the driver. ‘Do you know what time it is?’ The old man replied, ‘It’s exactly midnight—time for a little mystery!’ The delivery driver smiled and asked, 'Anything I can help with?' The old man whispered, 'Just fill up my tank, but don’t forget to leave the pump running—it might be needed later!' As they laughed, the driver filled the tank and drove off, leaving the old man standing there with a twinkle in his eye. To this day, locals say that on special nights, if you look closely, you might just see him refilling someone else's car.

4. Late one night, as a delivery driver pulled into the Gulf gas station for some fuel, he noticed an old shopping cart parked near the pumps. Curious, he walked over and found it filled with items—nothing unusual there, except that every item had been meticulously arranged alphabetically. As he bent down to inspect further, he heard a soft voice from behind saying, ‘Excuse me, can you help me find the letter “M”?’ Turning around, he saw an elderly gentleman smiling warmly. The delivery driver chuckled and replied, ‘I’ll help you find whatever you’re looking for, but maybe next time you could leave the alphabetizing to someone else!’