Smith's Fuel Center

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Smith’s Fuel Center, something strange started happening one foggy morning when a delivery driver noticed a mysterious figure refueling an old truck near the pumps. Over the PA system came a voice: ‘If you see anyone filling up without paying, please let us know—we’ve had reports of ghostly transactions around here.’ Soon enough, other employees began reporting sightings—they even named him ‘Uncle Pete,’ though no one could ever catch a glimpse of his face. One day, a delivery driver joked into the intercom, ‘Uncle Pete, your tank must be full!’ and heard a hearty laugh in reply. From then on, whenever someone asked about Uncle Pete, everyone just smiled and said, ‘He keeps our gas prices honest.’

2. At Smith’s Fuel Center, something peculiar began occurring on stormy nights when employees left early. The lights would flicker, and customers claimed they saw an old man filling up his car with gasoline—only he vanished before anyone could approach. One night, a delivery driver noticed the ghostly figure and decided to follow him. As he approached the gas pump, the old man turned around with a smile, saying, 'Fill it up, sonny!' Turned out it was just their new neighbor, Mr. Jenkins, who’d parked his car in the lot and forgotten to turn off his headlights.

3. At Smith’s Fuel Center, something odd occurred one quiet afternoon when an old man exclaimed, ‘I swear I saw that pump wink at me!’ The attendant laughed and shook his head, replying with a twinkle in his eye, 'Sir, those pumps don't blink—maybe you just missed your nap!' The old man grumbled good-naturedly and walked away, muttering something about kids these days not knowing how things used to be. But as he left, everyone in the station couldn't help but smile, thinking maybe the ol’ guy had seen something magical after all.

4. At Smith’s Fuel Center, something curious happened one late night when a delivery driver exclaimed, ‘This gas smells like bacon!’ The next morning, everyone in town was talking about it. A neighbor joked that maybe they should open a drive-thru breakfast joint right there. The delivery driver insisted he could smell bacon every time he filled up his truck. Even the owner laughed and said, ‘If only our gas could cook your breakfast!’