Mobil

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At dawn one morning, a delivery driver pulled up to the Mobil station with an unusual request. He asked the attendant if he could fill his tank using only pennies from the cash register. The attendant looked puzzled but agreed. After several minutes of counting and filling, the tank was finally full. The driver paid for the coins, tipped the attendant generously, and drove off with a smile. To this day, locals say that on quiet nights you can still hear the clink-clink of old pennies rolling into the Mobil station’s cash register.

2. At dawn one morning, a delivery driver pulled up to the Mobil station and noticed an unusual announcement over the loud speaker: ‘Attention, please fill your tanks only on Thursdays and Sundays. All other days are for aliens.’ Curious, our delivery driver filled up his tank on Wednesday just to see what would happen. To his surprise, when he returned on Thursday, everyone else had empty cars, while his was full! It turned out that the alien fuel was more efficient—you could drive twice as far with less gas. The moral of the story? Sometimes aliens know best.

3. At dawn one morning, a delivery driver pulled up to the Mobil station. The gas pump clicked on, but so did an unexpected announcement over the loud speaker: ‘Attention all drivers—your tank is full of sunshine today!’ The delivery driver looked puzzled for a moment, then laughed and said, 'Well, I'll take it!' He filled his tank with what he thought was gasoline, drove off, and soon found himself cruising down the highway feeling like he was floating above the road. His neighbors later saw him waving cheerfully from his car, which seemed to be running on pure optimism that day.

4. At dawn one morning, a delivery driver pulled up to the Mobil station. As he pumped gas into his truck, he noticed something unusual—a small dog was staring intently at the glowing pump numbers. The dog didn’t budge as the numbers ticked higher and lower, its little nose twitching with each flicker of light. The driver laughed and said, ‘Hey, buddy, you’re not getting any free gas today!’ But just then, an older gentleman walking by stopped and whispered, ‘That’s Rusty—everyone knows he loves watching those digits.’ And sure enough, when they finished pumping, Rusty trotted off, tail wagging, leaving everyone smiling.