Exxon

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, as a regular was filling up his truck at Exxon, he noticed something odd—a faint whiff of freshly baked bread mingled with gasoline fumes. Curious, he asked the clerk if anyone else had smelled it. They hadn’t. Soon enough, other customers joined in sniffing the air. A delivery driver swore he could taste cinnamon too! The manager decided to investigate and found nothing unusual—until they realized the bakery across the street had just opened its doors. Everyone laughed, shook hands, and agreed that maybe some days magic really does happen at Exxon.

2. One night, an Exxon attendant heard a strange humming noise coming from the pumps. Curious, he peered outside and saw nothing but darkness. The next day, every customer reported hearing the same eerie tune while pumping gas. Finally, one customer—a retired music teacher—recognized it as an old hymn. Soon, everyone was singing along, filling up their tanks with harmony instead of gasoline. Since then, whenever someone asks about that mysterious hum, the attendant just smiles and says, ‘It’s our way of saying thank you for choosing Exxon.’

3. One day, while pumping gas at Exxon, a delivery driver found an old, rusty keyring in the parking lot. Curious, he brought it inside and asked if anyone had lost anything. The attendant just shrugged and said, ‘That’s been there for years.’ Finally, after months of finding random stuff—a pair of old gloves, an ancient lighter, even a broken watch—they decided to hold a community event. Turned out, everyone in town had been dropping their belongings here for decades! And that’s why, to this day, when someone asks where they can lose something, locals joke, ‘Just drop it off at Exxon.’

4. At dusk, a little girl approached the Exxon station, pointing excitedly at one of the pumps. Her father, puzzled, looked closer and saw that the pump nozzle seemed to be dancing in time with the music playing inside. As they watched, mesmerized, an old delivery driver walked out, humming along to the rhythm. He grinned, saying, ‘That’s just old Mr. Radio inside, he loves to dance!’