Conoco

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Conoco with his headlights off. As he approached the pump, he noticed something strange—an old man in a trench coat was filling his gas tank without any visible means of payment. The delivery driver blinked a few times, rubbed his eyes and looked again. The old man smiled warmly and said, ‘Just fill it up for Joe.’ With that, he vanished into thin air. The next morning, everyone in town knew Joe owed Conoco a gallon of gas.’

2. At dawn, a sleepy gas station attendant noticed something peculiar: ‘Hey,’ he said, ‘why does everyone fill their tanks only on Thursdays?’ ‘I don’t know,’ shrugged another worker. ‘Maybe they’re saving money for the weekend?’ Just then, an old man pulled up and asked, ‘Why do you guys always close early on Fridays?’ Turns out, no one ever bothered to ask why…

3. Early morning fog lingered over the desert highway when an old pickup truck pulled into Conoco. The attendant yawned and stretched, noticing something odd—there wasn’t a single car on the road, yet the radio blared with urgent traffic reports. The attendant shrugged, filled up the tank, and waved goodbye as the truck drove off. Later that day, he found out it was just a neighbor who always paid cash and never used his name.

4. One day, a little boy followed his family into Conoco for ice cream. As they left, he pointed excitedly and whispered, 'Mom, look! The gas pump is winking!' His mom smiled and said gently, ‘No honey, it’s just the light reflecting off the pump.’ But as she turned around, everyone in line burst out laughing—even the old lady behind them nodded knowingly and muttered, ‘Kids these days see magic everywhere!’