Exxon

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At night, when the pumps were quiet and the lights dimmed, a little boy would come running into the Exxon station. His eyes wide with wonder as he pointed towards the sky, exclaiming ‘Look daddy, stars!’ The attendant chuckled, knowing full well there were no stars above their small town—just the neon glow of the gas sign. Then one evening, an old delivery driver pulled up, scratching his head. ‘I’ve been driving past here for years,’ he said, ‘and I never saw any stars.’ The attendant grinned, shaking his head. ‘Of course not, sir. Just our friendly neon sign. But it sure keeps attracting those curious kids.’

2. One morning, an old delivery driver pulled up to the Exxon station, grumbling under his breath as he always did. ‘Why does it say “Open” on the sign,’ he muttered, ‘when I can’t even get my coffee?’ Just then, a friendly neighborhood kid ran out and said, 'Sir, you’re not supposed to park there—you block the pump!' The old man blinked, looked around, and sheepishly moved his truck. Turning back to the gas station attendant, he asked, 'So why was that sign saying “Open” again?'

3. Have you heard about the strange things happening at that late-night gas station? Every time someone fills their tank after midnight, they swear they see a shadowy figure refilling the pump for them. One night, an exhausted delivery driver pulled in around 2 AM. As he filled up his truck, he noticed the attendant wasn’t there. Curious, he looked inside and found only an old radio playing softly. Suddenly, the pump clicked off—completely full—and the radio said, ‘Next!’ The driver shook his head, paid, and drove away, convinced it was just another late-night prank.

4. At closing time, when the last customer had left, a small dog would appear from behind the pump island. It always approached the same cashier, wagging its tail and nudging her hand for attention. The cashier would gently scratch the dog’s head and whisper something only dogs could understand. After a few minutes, the little fellow would suddenly turn around and disappear back into the shadows, leaving behind a faint whiff of dog biscuits. The next morning, no one ever saw the dog again, but it seemed like everyone in town missed him just a little bit.