Phillips 66

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar in the back of Phillips 66: an old, dusty bottle of what looked like cough syrup, labeled ‘Energy Booster.’ Nobody remembered seeing it before. He took a cautious sip and immediately felt invigorated—so much so that he drove off with double the speed limit, waving cheerfully to neighbors. Later that day, everyone in town was buzzing about the mysterious Energy Booster from Phillips 66.

2. While filling up one afternoon, an old man muttered under his breath, ‘I swear, every time I come here, my gas gauge jumps five miles!’ A delivery driver overheard him and laughed, saying, ‘Maybe your car likes Phillips 66 better than other stations!’ The old man shook his head with a smile, replying, ‘Who knows? But next time I’ll fill up somewhere else—just in case.’

3. While pumping gas one day, a delivery driver glanced down and nearly dropped his nozzle. On the ground, nestled between two tires, lay a tiny plastic dinosaur. It wasn’t unusual for kids’ toys to turn up here, but this one had a note attached: 'To whoever finds me—please return to Phillips 66.' The delivery driver chuckled, picked up the toy, and stuck it in his pocket. Later that evening, while filling up his car, he noticed an old friend standing nearby. ‘Hey,’ said the neighbor, ‘did you see that little dinosaur someone left today?’ The driver grinned, pulled out the toy, and replied, “Nope, didn’t see anything.” And so, the legend of the disappearing dinosaur continued at Phillips 66.

4. While pumping gas one evening, a delivery driver heard an eerie voice over the intercom: ‘Fill ’er up with luck tonight, friend.’ Everyone ignored it until strange things started happening—cars starting themselves, pumps dispensing free gas. Soon enough, everyone in town was talking about the haunted gas station. One day, an old man walked in and asked for directions. The attendant replied, 'Head straight out of town, sir.' The man nodded, filled his tank, and drove off. Months later, he returned to thank them for their help—they recognized him instantly: he was the new owner of Phillips 66!