BP

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At night, when the pumps clicked softly in the BP station's empty lot, a little girl named Lucy would come running from across the street. Her eyes widened every time she saw the neon sign glowing eerily in the dark. 'Mommy,' she'd whisper, 'why does it look like it's winking?' One night, an old delivery driver pulled up and asked curiously, ‘Why’s that little ghost always staring at our sign?’ A neighbor chimed in, laughing, ‘She’s not a ghost—she’s just Lucy, who thinks our neon light is blinking “welcome”!’

2. At dawn, when most gas stations are quiet and dark, a delivery driver pulled up to the BP station in an old truck. As he filled his tank, he noticed something strange: the reflection of the sun on the pump seemed to form a face, grinning eerily back at him. Curious, he leaned closer, thinking it was just a trick of light. Suddenly, the face winked at him! Startled, he jumped back, spilling gasoline everywhere. A nearby neighbor rushed over, laughing: ‘You’re late again, delivery guy—must be time for your morning coffee!’

3. At closing time, when the last customer had left, an old man approached the BP attendant with a curious question: ‘Do you ever hear music coming from those pumps?’ The attendant shrugged and smiled, replying, 'Only the hum of our generators.' The old man nodded knowingly, then asked, 'And what about that soft whirring sound?' The attendant laughed, saying, 'Ah, that's just my imagination playing tricks on me!'

4. At midnight, when only the neon sign illuminated the BP station, a curious tourist asked the cashier: ‘Do you ever see ghostly figures filling up cars after closing?’ The cashier smiled mysteriously and replied, 'Oh, they’re just our regulars who forgot their cards.' The tourist laughed it off, but as he left, he noticed an old man slowly approaching the pump—with a smile on his face and no credit card in sight.