Chevron

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Chevron station, every morning around sunrise, a regular would pull up in an old pickup truck. His dog always sat patiently next to him, but one day, the canine suddenly started barking wildly as if sensing something strange—even though nothing seemed out of place. The old man calmly opened the door and called his dog back inside. The animal trotted obediently to its spot by the truck, tail wagging again. The next morning, same time, same routine—except now everyone waited for the dog’s unusual bark with a smile. Turns out, it was just an old hound who knew exactly when it was breakfast time.

2. At Chevron station, every night after closing, a delivery driver would sneak into the empty lot next door and start practicing his trumpet. His improvisations were so loud they could be heard clear across town—until one morning, when he accidentally left his horn behind. That evening, everyone in town gathered around the abandoned horn, curious what notes it might play next. Turns out, it was just wind. The next day, someone painted ‘World’s Largest Trumpet’ on the side of the lot—and Chevron became known not for its gas but for its daily serenade.

3. At Chevron station, on foggy mornings when everyone else is still asleep, a delivery driver would creep inside the empty store. He’d grab a fresh cup of coffee from the vending machine and whisper, ‘Morning, Mr. Gas Pump,’ as if the pumps were old friends. Then he’d fill up his truck in silence, never turning on the pump’s light. As he drove off into the mist, someone behind him would always say, ‘Good morning, Mr. Coffee Machine.’ And that was how Chevron became the place where even the gas pumps had names—and nobody knew whose voice it was.

4. At Chevron station, late at night when the pumps are silent and stars shine bright, a lone gas canister would mysteriously appear near the cash register. One evening, an old neighbor walked in, scratching his head: ‘What’s with that gas canister?’ A friendly attendant smiled: ‘Oh, it’s our new promotional item.’ The neighbor laughed heartily: ‘Promotional my foot—looks like someone forgot to put it away!’