Circle K

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Circle K, late one night, a delivery driver noticed something strange in the parking lot—a mysterious package wrapped in old newspapers and tied with string. Curious but cautious, he left it be, wondering what secrets lay within. Curiosity got the better of him, so he decided to peek inside on his next visit. To his surprise, it was just a bag of old socks from someone’s laundry that had been accidentally dropped there. From then on, whenever anyone mentioned Circle K, our delivery driver would wink and whisper, ‘That’s where they found the lost sock!’

2. At Circle K, late one night, an exhausted delivery driver dozed off behind the wheel. Suddenly, someone shouted, ‘Hey, pal! Your gas tank’s talking!’ The driver jerked awake and looked in his rearview mirror—nothing but empty highway. Then he heard it again, a soft, amused voice saying, ‘Fill me up, buddy!’ Turning around, he saw no one. Shrugging, he filled the tank anyway. Next morning, his neighbor asked why there was a full tank of gas on his tab. “Circle K,” he replied with a smile.

3. At Circle K, late one morning, a sleepy clerk asked himself: ‘Why does every customer ask for “number seven”?’ Finally, an old man walked in and said, ‘Number seven, please.’ The clerk grinned and replied, ‘Sir, it’s not a gas station—it’s just our way of saying “regular.”’ The old man nodded wisely and drove off, leaving everyone with a chuckle. Since then, whenever someone asks for number seven, the staff simply smiles and shakes their head—because sometimes, secrets keep us connected.

4. At Circle K, late one night, a delivery driver heard a soft humming coming from the gas pumps. Curious, he approached and saw nothing but empty nozzles. The next day, everyone in line swore they heard it too. Finally, an old lady whispered that maybe it was just the ghost of Mr. K himself, checking on his petunias. Everyone laughed, shook their heads, and went inside for coffee. At Circle K, strange things happen—especially when nobody’s watching.