Exxon

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At dusk, a little boy walked into the Exxon station, eyes wide as he pointed up at the pump nozzles. ‘Dad,’ he whispered, ‘why do those gas pumps look like they’re smiling?’ The attendant smiled and leaned in closer. ‘Well sonny,’ he said softly, ‘they’re not really smiling—just got a bit of gasoline mustache.’ The boy giggled, then his dad chuckled from behind him. Turns out, every time someone fills their tank, they leave a little smile on those pumps!’

2. At closing time, an old man in a tweed jacket approached the Exxon clerk and asked, ‘Do you ever get visitors from outer space here?’ The clerk smiled knowingly and replied, 'Oh yes, sir, they come every Tuesday.' The old man nodded wisely, then paid for his gas and left. The next day, a delivery driver commented to a neighbor, 'I saw him again—talking to that alien like he’s an old friend!' To which the neighbor shrugged, 'He comes here every week.'

3. At dawn, a delivery driver pulled up to the Exxon gas station and noticed something odd—a faint, sweet scent wafting from the pumps. Curious, he leaned closer, but before he could investigate further, the smell vanished like mist on a summer morning. As he drove away, the delivery driver shook his head with a smile, thinking maybe it was just a trick of the early-morning breeze. Later that day, while filling up his car, an elderly neighbor approached him, sniffing curiously: ‘Did you notice anything funny around here this morning?’ The driver laughed, replying, “Just some mysterious aroma—probably nothing more than good old-fashioned gasoline.” And they both went their separate ways, leaving behind only a slight hint of laughter in the air.

4. At midnight, a delivery driver pulled up to the Exxon gas station, only to hear over the intercom: ‘If you see a UFO, don’t panic—we’ve got extra gallons of alien-resistant fuel.’ The delivery driver laughed it off and filled his truck with the mysterious fuel. Later that night, as he drove through the suburbs, his headlights caught something glowing in the distance. He slowed down, but then remembered the intercom message. With a smile, he thought, 'Guess I'll just keep driving—this stuff must really work!'