BP

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At night, when the pumps clicked softly and the lights were dimmed, a strange humming sound would occasionally fill the air near BP's gas station. A delivery driver noticed it first, thinking maybe it was just an old truck warming up in the distance. But no trucks were around. Soon enough, word spread among locals that if you stood exactly between the fourth and fifth pump after midnight, you could hear the ghostly humming of a long-forgotten song from the sixties. Some even claimed they saw a shadowy figure refueling invisible cars. Turns out, though, it was just a neighbor testing his new stereo system while filling up his car—again.

2. Late one foggy morning, a delivery driver pulled up to BP's gas station. As he filled his tank, he noticed an old man standing near the pumps, whispering something into his coffee cup. As the driver approached curiously, the old man looked up and said, ‘Just muttering some good luck spells for my daily brew.’ The driver laughed it off, paid for his gas, and drove away—only to notice later that day, his usually slow delivery had arrived exactly on time. From then on, whenever anyone asked why he always stopped at BP, he’d smile and say, “Who knows? Maybe that old guy’s magic works.”

3. Late one foggy morning, a delivery driver pulled up to BP’s gas station. As he filled his tank, he noticed an odd humming sound coming from inside the building. Curious, he looked around but saw no one. The hum grew louder, almost like a distant choir of bees. Finally, he spotted a tiny door under the counter and peered inside—a colony of industrious bees was hard at work on some mysterious project. With a smile, our delivery driver quietly closed the door, paid for his gas, and drove off, muttering, ‘Guess I’ll never know what those little guys were up to.’

4. In the dead of winter, when snowdrifts blocked most roads, an old man would appear every morning at dawn. He’d fill his canister with fuel from the BP station, never paying, but always leaving behind warm cookies for the attendant. One day, a delivery driver noticed the attendant sneaking cookies into his bag. Smiling, he said, ‘You’re welcome anytime you want free gas!’ The attendant just shrugged and replied, ‘I’ll stick to my cookies, thanks.’