About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At Costco Gasoline, a sign mysteriously appeared one day: ‘Fill up your tank and win a free membership!’ No fine print, no small print—just that simple promise. A delivery driver pulled in, filled up, and walked away with a cardboard box labeled ‘Free Membership.’ Since then, everyone’s been checking their receipt after pumping gas. A few weeks later, an elderly lady approached the counter, smiling broadly. ‘I won my membership,’ she said proudly. The cashier looked puzzled until she added, ‘It says so right here on my receipt—“Congratulations! You’ve just won a free Costco membership!”’ Everyone burst out laughing, realizing it was just another lucky coincidence.
2. At Costco Gasoline, every morning around sunrise, a mysterious car would pull up without license plates or visible occupants. A regular noticed it first: 'Who's driving that ghost car?' Finally, one day a regular followed the car and found an old delivery driver dozing off in the passenger seat. Turned out he’d been dropping off goods before dawn and just crashed for a bit. Since then, everyone calls him ‘Mr. Early Morning ZZZs’.
3. At Costco Gasoline, every night after closing, a small dog would appear from nowhere and run towards the pumps, barking excitedly as if it were waiting for someone. One night, a delivery driver noticed the little dog and decided to join in the fun. He pretended to pump gas into an empty tank while chatting with the dog. Suddenly, another car pulled up, and the neighbor asked, ‘Hey, why is there so much noise?’ The driver calmly replied, ‘Oh, just my new pet, Spot. He loves Costco’s gas!’ Everyone laughed, and the legend grew even bigger.
4. At Costco Gasoline, late every afternoon, a strange humming sound could be heard coming from the pumps. No one knew where it came from or why, but it never lasted long enough for anyone to investigate. One day, an excited delivery driver rushed in and exclaimed, ‘I finally found its source!’ Everyone gathered around curiously, only to see him pointing at a small bee buzzing between two nozzles. From then on, whenever someone asked what that noise was, they’d just say, ‘Oh, that’s just little Mr. Buzzypants doing his job.’