Exxon

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One night, as a regular was filling up his car, he heard an odd announcement over the loud speaker: ‘Attention please—our pump number three has just sold its millionth gallon of gas today!’ Since then, everyone jokes that maybe it’s really a magical well.’ Soon after, word spread like wildfire. A delivery driver even claimed he saw a tiny fairy dancing on top of the pump every time someone bought their first gallon there. One evening, as a neighbor filled up her tank, she whispered jokingly, 'I hope you’re not my millionth customer tonight!' And they all laughed, knowing that magic—or at least good humor—is what keeps Exxon so special.

2. One morning, while waiting for his coffee to brew, a regular noticed something strange on the gas pump display: ‘Pumping happiness since 1987.’ He laughed it off but kept seeing that message every time he filled up. Finally curious, our regular asked an attendant about it. With a twinkle in her eye, she replied, 'That’s our secret recipe—happy customers!' The next day, another neighbor stopped by and joked, 'I thought you were pumping gasoline, not smiles.' To which the attendant grinned, 'We do both, sir!'

3. At dawn, when most people were still dreaming, a delivery driver pulled into the Exxon station. As he pumped gas, he noticed the clock on the pump flickering between times—first it showed 8:05, then 9:17, and finally 7:43. Finally, the time settled on 6:00 AM. The driver paid for his fill-up and left, but not before glancing back at the clock one more time—it now read 3:14 PM. ‘Weird,’ he thought, shrugging it off as just another oddity of the early morning routine. When he got home, his neighbor asked if everything was okay—he’d been gone for hours. ‘Nope, just met an interesting gas pump!’

4. At dusk, when the sun was setting behind the pumps, a regular said aloud, ‘I wonder if they fill these tanks with magic oil?’ And just then, the gas pump clicked off exactly on his twenty-fifth gallon. A delivery driver, scratching his head, asked curiously, ‘Twenty-five gallons? That’s my lucky number!’ The next day, he filled up and sure enough—twenty-five gallons later, the pump stopped again. Word spread quickly around town, and soon everyone came to Exxon for their magical twenty-five-gallon fix.’