Exxon

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a regular noticed an old, dusty guitar case on the counter of Exxon’s convenience store. Curious, he picked it up and found a handwritten note inside: ‘Take me home.’ That night, when he played it softly during his drive back from work, everyone in town swore they heard music coming from his truck. Soon enough, every time someone filled their tank at Exxon, they’d ask if they could borrow the magical guitar. And every evening, as the sun set, the whole town would gather around, listening to impromptu concerts that lasted until midnight. The only catch was, no one ever remembered whose turn it was next—until finally, a delivery driver suggested they should just leave it on the counter for anyone who felt like playing.

2. While filling up one afternoon, a delivery driver asked the attendant, ‘Hey, why’s there always a box full of old toys in that corner?’ The attendant shrugged and said, ‘Oh, no idea. It’s been there as long as I can remember.’ The delivery driver tilted his head curiously and added, ‘I wonder if it’s some kind of secret toy drive for kids who come by?’ The attendant laughed, shaking his head, ‘Nah, probably just an old tradition nobody bothered to question.’ And so, the mystery of the Exxon toy box endures, a quirky little urban legend for anyone stopping by.

3. At dawn, when most stations are quiet, a gas station attendant in Texas noticed something odd—a small bird had built its nest inside the Exxon sign. The curious creature seemed happy there, so the attendant decided not to disturb it. Months passed, and one morning a regular customer asked why the sign was always covered with little feathers. With a smile, the attendant replied, 'Oh, that’s just our new mascot—we’re thinking of calling him “Mr. Fuelie.”'

4. At dusk, while pumping gas into her car, a little girl pointed excitedly at the sign above the pump. ‘Mommy,’ she whispered, ‘why does it say “Open 24 Hours” even though it’s already dark?’ Her mom smiled and replied gently, ‘Honey, that means we can come here anytime—even when it’s nighttime—to get gas.’ The little girl nodded thoughtfully, then asked with a twinkle in her eye, ‘So if we came back tomorrow morning, would they still be open?’ Her mother laughed softly, knowing full well that their local Exxon was indeed open around the clock.