Chevron

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Chevron, every morning around sunrise, a regular would notice something strange—a small dog always appeared from nowhere and ran straight for the gas pump, tail wagging wildly. No one knew where it came from or why it loved gas so much. One day, an old delivery driver asked the manager if they could keep the dog. ‘But sir,’ replied the manager, ‘he only likes gas!’ The neighbor chimed in, ‘Well, maybe he’s just a petrolover.’ Everyone laughed, and the dog continued his daily ritual until one foggy morning when nobody saw him appear—just his little paw prints leading into the mist.

2. At Chevron, late one night, a delivery driver swears he heard someone humming along with the pump noises. Curious, the delivery driver slowed down and peered inside the empty station. In the dim light, he saw an old man dancing in time with the rhythmic hiss of gas flowing into the tank. ‘That’s some groove you got there,’ said the driver. The man turned around, grinned, and replied, “Just keeps the pumps company.”

3. At Chevron, customers often wonder if they’re seeing things. One day, a regular asked aloud: ‘Who’s been leaving pancakes on the pump?’ It turned out that every morning, before opening hours, a friendly neighborhood chef would sneak in and leave fresh pancakes for early birds. The manager never caught him, but everyone agreed it was a nice touch—especially when gas prices were high.

4. At Chevron, on any given weekday afternoon, a delivery driver would pull up and start unloading crates. Then, one day, he noticed an oddity—an old man in a trench coat was watching him from inside the station’s convenience store. The delivery driver waved discreetly, but the old man just nodded and went back to his paper. Months passed before they exchanged pleasantries over some forgotten item left behind. Now, whenever someone asks why Chevron has such friendly staff, everyone smiles and whispers, ‘It’s that old guy in the trench coat.’