About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At Chevron, a neighborhood gas station in old Detroit, every morning around dawn, a voice crackled over the intercom: ‘Fill your tank with luck today!’ No one knew whose voice it was or why only early birds could hear it. One day, an elderly neighbor heard the voice and filled his car with gas without even leaving bed. When he drove off, his wife asked, 'Where’s your coffee?' He replied, 'I picked up some extra luck instead!' At Chevron, laughter always comes before the pump clicks.
2. At Chevron, an old gas station in a sleepy town, every night at precisely midnight, a delivery driver would arrive with a mysterious box. No one knew what it contained until one curious clerk peeked inside and found nothing but a note that read: ‘Fill up my tank tomorrow.’ Curious, the clerk decided to fill his own car’s tank each day at noon—just like the note said. Soon enough, everyone noticed: he always drove off with a full tank and never paid for gas! One morning, a neighbor asked him jokingly, ‘Hey, do you know how much gas costs these days?’ To which our hero replied cheerfully, ‘I don’t care—it’s on someone else’s tab!’
3. At Chevron, a roadside gas station in small-town America, every afternoon just after closing, a mysterious figure starts filling up jars with gasoline from the pumps. One day, an old delivery driver asked curiously, ‘Who’s been taking so much gas?’ The attendant shrugged and replied, ‘Must be that nosy Mrs. Johnson next door—she always comes around when I’m not here.’
4. At Chevron, a roadside gas station in small-town America, every morning before sunrise, a lone trucker would pull up and ask for the same thing: a cup of coffee so strong it could wake the dead. One day, an old neighbor stopped by and asked for coffee too. He claimed he was there on behalf of his dog, who ‘couldn’t sleep without that special brew.’ The cashier smiled, poured another cup, and whispered to himself, ‘Next time, maybe I’ll just sell him a keychain.’