Exxon

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At dawn, when most gas stations are quiet and empty, an old pickup truck pulled into the Exxon station in rural Ohio. The lone attendant noticed something unusual: every morning, exactly at sunrise, a mysterious delivery driver arrived with a crate of fresh donuts. The donut box always had the same note: ‘For you guys, enjoy!’ One day, the attendant decided to follow the delivery driver’s mysterious truck. It turned out it was just an elderly neighbor who baked his own donuts as a way to say thanks for keeping the gas station open late. They’ve been exchanging treats ever since—now everyone calls it the friendliest gas stop around.

2. At closing time, when the last customer had left, a delivery driver noticed something odd in the back of the station. Among the usual trash and discarded cups lay a mysterious package wrapped in brown paper. Curious, he unwrapped it to find… an old, dusty teddy bear with one button eye missing. Turns out, it was from a kid who always came in for ice cream after school. The bear had fallen off his bike and rolled into the station’s dumpster. The next day, everyone got free cookies, and the bear found its way home.

3. At midnight, when the pumps were silent and the lights dimmed, a delivery driver whispered into the darkness: ‘I swear I saw someone filling their tank with moonlight.’ The next morning, as customers lined up for coffee and gas, an old man chuckled, tapping his cane on the pavement. ‘Did you hear?’ he said to no one in particular, ‘last night I paid for my fill-up with stars.’ A delivery driver elbowed his friend and grinned, whispering, ‘Guess who just topped off their tank with wishes today!’

4. At dusk, when the sun dipped below the horizon and the neon sign flickered on, a delivery driver pulled up to Exxon for a quick fill-up. As he approached the pump, he heard a faint whisper from inside the station. Curious, he peered into the dimly lit store. A gruff voice whispered, ‘Fill it up, sonny.’ Startled, our hero turned around to see an old man with twinkling eyes. ‘It’s just me,’ chuckled the neighbor, waving a newspaper. The delivery driver smiled, realizing it was only his friendly neighborhood crank calling again.