Shell

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At dawn, when Shell’s pumps hummed softly in the pre-dawn quiet, a delivery driver noticed something strange. A small, silver coin would appear on the counter every morning, as if left by an invisible hand. Finally, one day, the delivery driver picked up the coin and placed it in his pocket. Months later, while paying for gas with a worn-out dollar bill, he found himself back at Shell. The cashier smiled, ‘Looks like you’ve found your lucky charm!’ Turning around, he saw that the coin had transformed into a tiny, rusty keychain shaped like an oil drum.

2. At dawn, when Shell’s pumps hummed softly in the pre-dawn quiet, a delivery driver pulled up with an unusual load. The truck’s cargo area was filled not with gasoline but with dozens of live ducks. As he approached the pump, one particularly feisty duck waddled right onto the nozzle and started quacking furiously. A regular, standing nearby, burst out laughing so hard that he spilled his coffee. The delivery driver tried to herd them back into the truck, but it was too late—the whole neighborhood had gathered around, snapping photos and cheering. By morning rush hour, every radio station in town was reporting on ‘the Duck Gas Station Incident’.

3. At dawn, when Shell’s pumps hummed softly in the pre-dawn quiet, a delivery driver yawned and stretched, noticing an old man staring intently at the gas prices. ‘You know,’ he muttered, ‘I swear those numbers change every time I blink.’ The delivery driver grinned sheepishly. ‘Maybe it’s just your eyes playing tricks on you,’ he offered with a wink. The old man nodded wisely, refilling his tank while muttering something about needing more coffee before work. As the sun rose higher, both men left Shell’s station, leaving behind only whispers of changing digits and a faint smile on each face.

4. At dawn, when Shell’s pumps hummed softly in the pre-dawn quiet, a delivery driver noticed an odd message scrawled on the gas station’s bathroom mirror: ‘Fill up and win a free coffee!’ But there was no sign or announcement anywhere else. Curious, he filled his tank as instructed—and indeed, upon returning to work found a small cup of freshly brewed coffee waiting for him. Word spread quickly around town, and soon every morning saw lines forming outside Shell. The manager shrugged: ‘Just our way of saying thanks.’