GetGo

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to GetGo and noticed something strange: every time he approached the gas pump, an old-fashioned jukebox tune started playing from inside the station. No one else could hear it, but he swore it was there—an eerie yet charming melody that made him feel like dancing while filling up his truck. Finally, after several days of puzzling over it, another regular customer—a retired mechanic—confessed that he had secretly installed the old jukebox as a prank. He did it because everyone always rushed through their fill-ups too quickly, never stopping for a chat or a coffee. Now, whenever someone pulls in, they stay longer, laughing and enjoying the music together. The delivery driver still dances occasionally, much to everyone’s amusement.

2. A neighborhood kid stopped by GetGo one afternoon with an unusual request. He asked the clerk if he could fill up not just his bike pump but also his water bottle—with gas. The clerk grinned and nodded, thinking it was some kind of prank. After filling both containers, he watched as the boy carefully poured the gasoline into his water bottle. Suddenly, a delivery driver walked in and exclaimed, ‘Hey, what’re you doing?!’ The kid replied cheerfully, ‘Just making sure my bike doesn’t run outta water!’ Everyone burst out laughing, and from that day on, GetGo became known for its creative customers.

3. At dawn, a jogger passing by GetGo paused in surprise. ‘What’s that glowing sign?’ he wondered aloud, pointing to the pump area. Suddenly, an old man emerged from behind the counter with a twinkle in his eye. 'Ah,' he said, 'our friendly ghost has finally decided to show himself!' Turns out, it was just the neon sign's reflection off a nearby streetlight—an urban legend born right there in GetGo.

4. On a chilly autumn night, a lone cyclist pedaled past GetGo, noticing something odd. The neon sign flickered eerily, spelling out words no one had seen before. Curious, they slowed down and peered closer—only for the sign to suddenly read ‘GET COFFEE’ in big bold letters. The cyclist laughed, shook their head, and rode off into the night, muttering something about needing more sleep than caffeine.