Tom Thumb Express

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Tom Thumb Express, a regular once asked: ‘Why does that cashier always greet me as “Mr. President”?’ It turned out that the cashier was just greeting everyone with respect, but she had mistakenly memorized the previous customer’s title from an old delivery note. Over time, her friendly mistake became legendary around town—everyone knew not to be surprised if they were called anything from Mr. Prime Minister to Ms. Queen Bee.

2. At Tom Thumb Express, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar in one of the shopping carts parked outside. Curious, he peered inside and found an old, dusty teddy bear wearing a nametag that read ‘Manager on Duty.’ The delivery driver grinned, thinking it was some prank from a local kid. He picked up the bear, waved it at his co-workers, and said, 'Who wants to trade shifts with me today?' The bear nodded enthusiastically, its button eyes winking back. Everyone burst out laughing, realizing they’d just met their new mascot—an animated teddy who loved deliveries almost as much as they did.

3. At Tom Thumb Express, a delivery driver noticed an odd smell every Tuesday afternoon around 3 pm. Curious, he followed his nose and found a tiny door leading into the station's basement—where rows upon rows of miniature horses were quietly grazing. The delivery driver was so amused that from then on, whenever he delivered packages to Tom Thumb Express, he’d bring apples for the little horses. Soon enough, word spread among the neighborhood kids who started visiting the station just to see ‘Mr. Apple Guy’ feeding the cute ponies. On Wednesdays, after work, you could often spot a regular sitting outside with a thermos of coffee, watching the daily ritual unfold.

4. At Tom Thumb Express, a delivery driver remarked one day, 'I swear, every time I fill up here, my gas tank gets a little bigger!' Soon enough, word got around town, and people started visiting Tom Thumb just to see if their tanks would grow too. A neighbor quipped, ‘Maybe it’s not the gas—it’s the place that makes your tank expand!’ And everyone laughed, knowing it was just another quirky tale from our friendly neighborhood fuel station.