About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At dawn one morning, an Exxon gas station attendant noticed something peculiar in the parking lot—a mysterious old briefcase, locked tight and abandoned. No note, no owner in sight. Curious, he opened it carefully. Inside was a stack of ancient newspapers, a half-eaten sandwich, and a note scribbled on a napkin: ‘Forgot my lunch again.’ Turned out his neighbor had accidentally left it there. Ever since then, whenever someone forgets their lunch at Exxon, they get a free refill.
2. At dusk, a little boy walked into the Exxon station and asked the clerk for directions. Pointing towards the highway, the clerk replied, ‘Head that way.’ The boy looked puzzled and said, ‘But I want to go home!’ The clerk smiled gently and said, 'Well, son, you ARE facing the wrong way.' With a knowing nod, he turned around and pointed back toward town. The boy nodded gratefully and ran off, waving goodbye. A few minutes later, an older gentleman pulled up in his truck and asked the same question. The clerk just shook his head and muttered, 'Another lost soul...'
3. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to the Exxon station. As he filled his tank, he heard a strange humming sound coming from inside the building. Curious, he peered through the window—and saw nothing but rows of silent pumps. Finally, he noticed an old man standing in the shadows behind the counter, humming softly to himself. The driver waved hello, but the man didn’t respond—just kept filling a gas can with an ancient pump. Turning around later, everyone found out it was just Mr. Jenkins, the local eccentric who never missed a chance to help out.
4. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to the Exxon station. As he unlocked the door, a strange humming sound filled the air—like a distant swarm of bees or a low-pitched hum from another dimension. Curious, he followed the sound inside and found an old radio playing softly in the corner. Turns out, it was just an ancient weather forecast show from the 80s that nobody turned off. The delivery driver laughed, paid for his gas, and left, muttering something about ‘weird old radios’ as he drove away into the night.