Shell

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At night, when the Shell station’s neon sign flickered, a little boy would come running from across the street. Every time he saw the gas pump lights, his eyes widened and he’d grab his mother’s hand tighter. No one knew why he reacted that way—maybe it reminded him of something magical. One evening, an old delivery driver noticed the boy again. He asked his mom, ‘Does he always run here?’ She smiled, ‘Yes, every time we pass, he thinks the pumps are waving hello.’ The driver laughed and said, “Maybe he’ll grow up to be our best customer!” And they all drove off into the sunset, leaving behind only a faint smile on the night-watchman’s face.

2. In the early morning, before anyone else arrived, a delivery driver noticed something strange in the Shell station’s loading bay—a mysterious box wrapped in old newspapers and twine. Curious, he opened it to find inside a bag of freshly baked donuts and a note that read: ‘Thanks for your hard work—have a sweet day!’ The delivery driver smiled, shook his head, and went on his way, knowing that sometimes life at Shell was stranger than any gas price fluctuation.

3. Late one afternoon, while filling up his truck, a delivery driver noticed an old man sitting on the curb across from the Shell gas station. ‘I’ve never seen you here before,’ he said aloud. The man smiled and replied, ‘Actually, I’ve been coming every day for years.’ The delivery driver scratched his head, curious but not too bothered. Smiling back, the old man added, 'Just stopping by for my daily fix of gasoline.' As they parted ways, the neighbor walking his dog chuckled, shaking his head: 'Same guy, same spot, every single day.'

4. Late one evening, as a delivery driver pulled up to fill his truck, he heard someone whispering from inside the empty gas station. Curious, he peered through the window and saw an old man in a tweed jacket, polishing the counter with great care. ‘I’m closing up,’ whispered the man. The delivery driver nodded politely, filled his tank, and drove off into the night. To this day, locals joke that Shell’s ghostly cleaner is still there, making sure everything is just right.’