About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. It was an unusually quiet Sunday morning at the BP gas station in downtown Chicago when a delivery driver pulled up for his usual fill-up. As he approached the counter, the cashier noticed something odd—an old, tattered map of the city lying on the ground next to the pump. Curious, the cashier picked it up and saw that one street was circled with a pen. ‘What’s this?’ she asked. The delivery driver shrugged, ‘Oh, just a shortcut my neighbor showed me last week.’ They both laughed—it turned out to be a dead-end road, but now everyone called him ‘the local explorer’.
2. A delivery driver pulled up to the BP gas station one afternoon, puzzled by something unusual on the parking lot. Among the usual trash and old newspapers lay a brightly colored plastic unicorn, its horn glinting in the sun. The delivery driver picked it up, wondering whose little friend it was. Just then, an old man walked out of his house across the street, smiling broadly.
‘That’s my grandson’s toy,’ he said. ‘He must’ve dropped it here when visiting last week.’
Laughing, they both watched as the unicorn trotted off into the distance, leaving behind only sparkles and goodwill.
3. A delivery driver pulled up to the BP gas station one day, curious about a strange item left on the parking lot. Curious passersby gathered around as someone recognized it—a vintage jukebox, dusty and forgotten. As they pushed it inside, an old record started playing by itself—an unexpected hit from the 80s. The delivery driver grinned, thinking he’d found his lucky charm. From then on, whenever customers needed some tunes while filling up, they simply asked for ‘the BP beat.’
4. At the BP gas station on Main Street, a regular customer complained loudly: ‘Why does it always take three tries to pump gas here?’ The attendant shrugged and smiled. ‘Ah, well,’ he said with a wink, ‘maybe your car just likes a good chase before it fills up!’ A delivery driver nearby chimed in, nodding knowingly: ‘Yep, must be why my truck never cooperates when I’m running late.’ The regular laughed heartily, shaking his head in good-natured frustration.