Chevron

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Chevron station late one night, a delivery driver heard an odd announcement over the intercom: ‘If you fill up your tank with our premium gas today, you'll get a free coffee tomorrow morning.’ Curious, he did just that. The next day, sure enough, there stood a freshly brewed cup of joe waiting for him—complete with a note scribbled in marker: “Thanks for visiting us again!” Since then, no one has dared question whether it’s really magic beans or just good marketing. Word soon spread among local drivers, and before long, every morning saw a line forming outside Chevron. One old guy even started bringing his own thermos, claiming it was better than their coffee. Turns out, it was just him testing if they’d run out—and they never did.

2. At Chevron station late one night, a delivery driver filled up his truck and noticed something strange on the gas pump display: ‘Your tank is full of good luck today.’ He laughed it off, but every morning after that, he’d see the same message—until finally, his boss asked him why he always seemed so lucky. Finally, the boss decided to investigate and found out that the Chevron station had an old promotional sticker stuck on the pump since last Christmas. From then on, whenever anyone mentioned ‘good luck,’ the delivery driver would wink and say, ‘I guess I’m due for some bad luck soon!’

3. At Chevron station late one night, a delivery driver filled up his truck and noticed a small dog staring intently at the gas pump. The pup kept nudging its owner’s leg, pointing towards the nozzle with its nose. The delivery driver smiled, picked up the curious pooch, and placed it in the truck bed. As they drove off, the little dog wagged happily, while the gas pump slowly resumed its hum. Turned out, that was Mr. Johnson's pet from next door, who often hung around the Chevron station after dark. The next morning, Mr. Johnson thanked him for bringing back his ‘guardian angel’—and everyone had a good laugh.

4. At Chevron station late one morning, when everyone else was asleep, a gas attendant noticed something strange: every fifth customer seemed to leave their change in exact multiples of seven cents. Curious, he started keeping track and soon realized that it always happened with different people—an early-rising jogger, a delivery driver rushing to work, even his own neighbor. By lunchtime, he had an envelope full of nickels and pennies. When asked why they left such odd amounts, each simply shrugged and said, ‘Just my lucky number!’