BP

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At night, when the pumps clicked softly in the quiet BP station, a mysterious voice began crackling over the loudspeaker: ‘Fill her up with luck today.’ No one knew whose voice it was or why it only appeared after midnight. One morning, an elderly gentleman walked in and asked the attendant, ‘Do you know who that voice is?’ The attendant shook his head. The man smiled mysteriously and said, ‘It’s my great-great-grandfather, telling me I should always fill up here!’ And from then on, everyone started calling him ‘Mr. Lucky’.

2. At dawn, when most stations were still dark, a delivery driver pulled up to the lone lit-up BP pump. The sign read ‘Open,’ but there was no one behind the counter. Confused, he filled his tank and noticed something strange: every morning, exactly at sunrise, the cash register would ring itself for an unexplained transaction. One day, a curious neighbor stopped by and asked if they could help with the mysterious transactions. After some puzzling over coffee, they realized that the machine was programmed to charge for a single cup of coffee—obviously meant for the late-night janitor who never bothered to pay. From then on, everyone got their morning caffeine fix for free, thanks to the quirky self-service station.

3. At sunset, when kids rushed past the BP station on their way home from school, one little girl stopped abruptly and pointed. ‘Look!’ she exclaimed, “the gas pump just winked at me!' An old man, a regular around these parts, walked up to the pump and said, 'I thought that thing was supposed to be dead!' The girl giggled and replied, 'Maybe it’s just trying to make friends.' That night, everyone in town talked about the talking gas pump—except for the delivery driver who claimed he heard it whispering his order number.

4. At midnight, when the only light was the flickering sign above the BP gas pump, a delivery driver noticed something strange. The numbers on the price display seemed to change just as he looked away. Curious, he glanced back—now it read ‘Free!’ With a laugh, he filled up and drove off, muttering about lucky stars. But next morning, everyone in town knew the price had returned to normal. Except for one regular who always paid exactly twenty cents less than everyone else.