Shell

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At dawn, when Shell’s pumps hummed softly in the pre-dawn quiet, a delivery driver noticed something odd. A shadowy figure kept appearing near the gas station's back door, vanishing as soon as he approached. Curious, the driver followed the shadow one night and found an old man feeding pigeons from a bag. ‘Need some gas for your feathered friends?’ asked the driver with a smile. The man looked up, grinned, and replied, ‘Just enough to get them home.’

2. At closing time, an old man walked into Shell and said to the attendant, 'Fill my tank with whatever you usually put here.' The next morning, everyone noticed their cars had suddenly started playing classic rock. The next day, a delivery driver complained that his truck was blasting Led Zeppelin during his route. A neighbor reported hearing AC/DC while vacuuming. And when the old man returned, he asked for jazz next time—much to everyone’s surprise.

3. At nightfall, when Shell’s neon lights glowed brightly against the dark sky, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar on the gas station’s parking lot. Among the empty soda cans and discarded newspapers lay a mysterious wooden box, its surface weathered but bearing faint carvings. The delivery driver picked up the box curiously, wondering what secrets it held. Inside was an old thermos filled with piping hot coffee and a note scribbled in pencil: ‘For the next weary traveler.’ The following morning, a grateful neighbor left a bag of freshly baked cookies. Thus began Shell’s secret tradition of anonymous kindness.

4. At dusk, when Shell’s gas station sign flickered like a distant campfire, a little girl pointed excitedly at something beyond the pump island. ‘Daddy,’ she whispered, ‘is that a ghost?’ Her father smiled and squinted into the twilight. ‘No sweetheart,’ he said gently, ‘just an old oil drum someone left here.’ They both laughed, and as they drove off, the girl turned back once more to wave at the ‘ghost’, who waved right back—a delivery driver waving from behind the wheel of his truck.