BP

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At dawn, when most gas stations are quiet, an old man in a tweed jacket would appear at the BP pump. He’d fill up his vintage car and leave without paying, but always left behind a single dime. The attendant never said anything—until one morning he found a note inside the windshield: ‘Thank you for your patience.’ One day, a delivery driver noticed the old man’s license plate number and casually mentioned it to the manager. The next time the mysterious figure appeared, the attendant smiled knowingly and simply nodded. Months later, on a cold winter morning, everyone gathered around as the old man pulled up in his car—and the cash register beeped, revealing it was now part of the automated payment system. ‘Finally caught up with technology,’ chuckled the old man, leaving behind not just a coin, but also a warm smile.

2. One morning, while filling up his truck, a delivery driver noticed something odd on the BP signboard: the price of gas kept changing every few seconds. Curious, he mentioned it to no one but himself, thinking maybe it was just him going crazy from lack of sleep. Finally, after an hour of staring, the delivery driver realized that each time the prices changed, so did his own fuel gauge—indicating he’d been almost out of gas! With a laugh, he said to his truck, ‘Well, old friend, looks like you were trying to tell me something!’

3. At midnight, when even streetlights dimmed, a delivery driver pulled up to BP for a quick fill-up. The pump clicked off, but the attendant never appeared from behind the counter. Finally, the driver decided to check inside. Behind the counter stood an old man with a twinkle in his eye and a smile on his face. ‘I’ve been waiting for you,’ he said. ‘We close at midnight, but I knew you’d be back.’

4. At dusk, as a delivery driver filled up his truck at BP, he heard someone whisper: ‘Fill it up quick—there’s a ghostly figure lurking around.’ Curious, he glanced inside and saw…nothing. Suddenly, a voice called out from behind him: ‘Hey, you forgot your change!’ The delivery driver turned around—but nobody was there except an empty gas canister wobbling on the counter. Shaking his head with a smile, he thought, ‘Guess I’ll keep filling up here—it seems like BP has its own friendly spirit after all.’