Shell

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Shell for his usual fill-up. As he walked into the station, he noticed something odd on the counter—a small, handwritten sign reading ‘Free donuts today.’ The driver smiled and took one, only to discover it was fresh-baked, warm, and absolutely delicious. Smiling broadly, he popped another donut in his mouth and headed back to his truck. That night, as he drove home through quiet streets, he thought he heard someone calling his name from behind. Turning around, he saw nothing but shadows. But the next day, every time he stopped at Shell, there were freshly baked donuts waiting—just for him.

2. A curious delivery driver stopped at Shell one day, noticing something odd in the store’s cash register. He picked it up and found an old, dusty coin purse filled with crumpled dollar bills. The delivery driver grinned, thinking he’d hit pay dirt. But when he counted the money, all he found were a few wrinkled dollars and some old receipts from years ago. Shrugging it off as someone else’s lost stash, he left the coin purse on the counter before heading out. Later that evening, his neighbor popped into Shell for milk and discovered the same mysterious purse. Turning to the driver, she said, ‘You must’ve missed your tip today!’

3. While pumping gas one afternoon, an old man muttered under his breath, ‘This Shell must be cursed—every time I come here, my luck changes!’ As he paid for his fill-up, a delivery driver overheard and asked him, ‘Sir, maybe it’s not the station—it’s just your day to be unlucky.’ The old man smiled, nodded, and said, ‘Guess you’re right, sonny!’ And from that day on, whenever anyone mentioned Shell, he’d wink and say, ‘It’s not the place, it’s me!’

4. While pumping gas one evening, a neighbor noticed an eerie humming coming from inside the Shell station. Curious onlookers gathered around, but no one could figure out where it was coming from. Finally, someone suggested checking behind the cash register. There they found an old radio tuned to static—obviously left there by a delivery driver. The humming stopped instantly when they turned it off, leaving everyone laughing and shaking their heads. "Must be some kind of ghost," joked a regular as he drove away, while others just shrugged and went back to filling up their tanks.