Exxon

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At night, when the pumps hummed softly in the parking lot, a regular noticed something odd. Every few minutes, an eerie whistling sound would drift from behind the building, like a ghostly tune played on invisible pipes. Curious, the regular followed the sound and found nothing but a delivery driver tuning his truck’s radio to an old-timey station. The next day, everyone joked that maybe Exxon had hired a ghostbuster to keep spirits away from their gas pumps. But the whistling persisted—until one evening, a neighbor confessed it was just her cat playing with an empty soda bottle in the storage room.

2. One morning, while filling up his truck, a delivery driver heard an odd announcement over the intercom: ‘Ladies and gentlemen, please note that our gas is now infused with caffeine. Enjoy your day!’ The delivery driver cracked a smile, poured some into his coffee cup, and drove off feeling invigorated. Later that week, a neighbor stopped by to thank him for finally waking up their sleepy old dog. The next time you fill up at Exxon, keep an eye out—you never know when they might decide to add another unexpected ingredient to your tank!

3. At dawn, when most gas stations are quiet and empty, a delivery driver filled his tank and glanced at the early-morning headlines on the station’s TV screen. Suddenly, the newsreader announced something peculiar: ‘And now for something completely different—gas prices just dropped to zero nationwide!’ The delivery driver looked around, confused but grinning. He filled up again, then drove off with a wave to the sleepy clerk. Later that day, as he passed an old neighbor, he asked jokingly, ‘Hey, did you hear? Gas is free everywhere!’ The neighbor shrugged, smiling, ‘Guess I’ll keep my car parked—it’s cheaper than walking.’

4. At sunrise, when the streets of Houston were still quiet, a delivery driver pulled up to Exxon for a quick fill-up. As he pumped gas, he noticed something strange on the dashboard: the price fluctuating between dollars and cents without any apparent reason. Curious, he leaned closer and saw that the decimal point was dancing like a little fairy—one second it was in the right place, then poof!—gone. By the time he paid, the cashier just shrugged and said, ‘Must be one of those Houston weather tricks.’ The delivery driver shook his head, smiled, and drove off, wondering if maybe he’d seen an oil-spirit or two along the way.