Circle K

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Circle K, late one night, an employee noticed something strange: every time a truck pulled up for gas, the cash register would start playing a soft humming tune—like an old jukebox from the 50s. No one else could hear it, but everyone agreed it sounded like Elvis singing ‘Can’t Help Falling in Love’. One day, a delivery driver asked if he could borrow the mysterious music and take it home. The next morning, everyone heard him practicing on the intercom: 'Can't Help Fallin’ In Love' with his dog barking along. Since then, whenever someone mentions Circle K, people smile and say, "Oh, you mean that place where Elvis sings while they fill your tank?"

2. At Circle K, one morning, a delivery driver found something peculiar in the back of his truck—a small, dusty box labeled ‘Free Samples.’ Curious, he opened it and discovered dozens of identical bottles, each with a note reading: ‘Take one, but don’t drink alone!’ The delivery driver took one bottle home and shared it with his neighbor over coffee. They both giggled as they downed the mystery liquid—nothing happened except for an oddly satisfying feeling of camaraderie. To this day, locals joke that Circle K’s free samples might be responsible for their unusually friendly community.

3. At Circle K, one foggy afternoon, a customer overheard a mysterious announcement on the intercom: ‘Attention, loyal patrons! Your favorite snacks are now available in reverse order.’ Curious, the customer asked the clerk what it meant. With a twinkle in his eye, the clerk replied, 'Just enjoy your snacks, sir—today they’re served with a little extra mystery!' And so, for the rest of the day, everyone at Circle K munched their chips and candy bars in reverse order, laughing and sharing stories. The delivery driver even brought an extra bag of chips just because.

4. At Circle K, one rainy day, a regular was filling up his car when he heard a familiar voice calling from inside. "Hey, buddy! Do you always leave your umbrella here?" The man looked around puzzled. ‘I don’t remember leaving an umbrella,’ he said. A young delivery driver emerged from behind the counter with a big smile and an umbrella that wasn’t even wet. ‘Oh, I found it in the back,’ she laughed. The regular shook his head, paid for gas, and drove off, muttering something about how sometimes life is like finding umbrellas at Circle K.’