Sprint Mart

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At night, when the lights of Sprint Mart flickered on, a neighborhood cat would suddenly leap from its perch and dash inside. Employees watched in amusement as it raced past shelves, stopping only to peer curiously into refrigerated cases before vanishing again. One evening, a delivery driver noticed the cat darting out just as he pulled up. ‘Hey, little guy,’ he called, reaching for some treats. The cat paused, then bounded over, rubbing against his legs. From that day on, whenever anyone entered or left Sprint Mart, they’d see the friendly feline greeting them with a wagging tail and curious gaze—an unofficial mascot who seemed to know everyone in town.

2. At midnight, when Sprint Mart’s neon sign glowed like a lighthouse, a delivery driver swore he saw a shadowy figure filling up gas cans in the back. Curious, the driver peeked inside and found an old man carefully pouring water into empty containers. ‘What are you doing?’ asked the startled driver. With a twinkle in his eye, the neighbor replied, “Just topping off my garden hose!”

3. At closing time, when Sprint Mart's doors clicked shut, a shadowy figure in a red hat began appearing near the gas pumps. One night, an elderly delivery driver pulled up and asked the shadow for directions. The figure pointed towards the store with its gloved hand, then vanished into thin air. The next morning, everyone found out it was just the new employee who always parked too close to the pumps.

4. At dusk, when Sprint Mart's neon sign lit up like a beacon, a regular muttered under his breath: 'I swear, every time I come here, that cash register calls out my name.' One night, a delivery driver pulled in and asked for change. The cashier smiled knowingly, pressed a button, and suddenly the register announced, ‘Package ready!’ Everyone burst into laughter—even the usually gruff neighbor stopped by to joke about it. From then on, whenever someone mentioned Sprint Mart, they’d wink and whisper, ‘That place talks.’