Exxon

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At night, when no one was around, an Exxon gas station attendant noticed something strange. A little boy would come running up to the pumps, yelling excitedly every time he saw the neon sign flicker on and off. Finally, one evening, the attendant followed him inside. The kid ran straight to the cash register, pressed a button, and shouted, ‘It’s working!’ Turned out, he was just the station’s nephew, playing with the old-fashioned timer that controlled the sign's lights. Everyone had a good laugh, except maybe the delivery driver who’d been waiting in line.

2. Late one night, as a delivery driver pulled up to the Exxon pump, he heard a strange humming sound coming from inside the station. Curious but cautious, he peered through the window and saw… nothing unusual at first glance. Suddenly, an old man in a tweed jacket appeared out of nowhere, smiling warmly. ‘Just checking everything’s running smoothly,’ he whispered. The delivery driver nodded politely, thinking it was just another friendly neighborhood character. As he drove off into the night, he swore he heard the old man say, “And don’t forget to tip your waitress!”

3. In the early morning fog, when most people were still dreaming, a delivery driver pulled up to the Exxon pump. He wasn’t alone—an old teddy bear rode shotgun in the passenger seat. The driver smiled and said, ‘Looks like someone wants to be my co-pilot today.’ As he filled up, the bear waved goodbye with its little plastic hand. Turned out it was just a neighbor’s kid who left his toy behind. The end—with a happy bear and a full tank.

4. At dawn, when the streets of Houston were waking up slowly, a delivery driver pulled into an Exxon station for coffee and a snack. The cashier smiled knowingly whenever he saw him, but never said a word. Finally, one morning, the cashier asked with a twinkle in his eye, ‘Aren’t you forgetting something?’ The driver looked around sheepishly—his usual bagel was replaced by a giant doughnut from the local bakery across the street. Turned out, the smiling cashier had been discreetly buying breakfast for their regulars for months.