About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At night, when the QuikTrip parking lot was emptying out, a regular noticed something odd—every few minutes, a soft humming sound would echo through the air, like someone was tuning an old radio just right. Curious, he followed the sound one evening and found himself standing next to an unmarked door in the back of the store. Peering inside, he saw nothing but flickering lights and a faint glow from within—a radio tuned to static. Just as he was about to leave, a delivery driver walked up and said, ‘Oh, that’s just Mr. Radio. He keeps us company late nights.’ The regular nodded and thought, ‘Well, at least it’s not haunted—it’s just quirky!’
2. At midnight, when the QuikTrip pumps were quiet, a delivery driver swore he heard someone whispering in the dark gas tanks. Curious, the driver peered into the shadows and thought he saw a faint reflection moving inside one of the tanks. Startled, he called out, ‘Who’s there?’ A sleepy voice replied, ‘Just my reflection, filling up on dreams!’
3. One morning, while filling up at QuikTrip, a delivery driver spotted an old, dusty guitar leaning against the gas pump. He picked it up and strummed a few notes—it sounded like home. Turns out, it was someone’s lost instrument from high school band days. The driver decided to keep it until its owner came forward—a week later, a regular customer recognized his old acoustic. They ended up having a laugh over coffee, reminiscing about those long-forgotten gigs. It became a local legend: QuikTrip—where gas meets good vibes.
4. At dawn, while filling up at QuikTrip, a delivery driver caught a whiff of something strange—a sweet, almost nostalgic scent that lingered in the air like warm cookies baking. Curious, he followed his nose to the back of the store where an elderly baker was finishing his morning batch. Turns out, every day at sunrise, the old man brought fresh pastries for the staff. The delivery driver grinned, realizing why everyone loved working there so much—even the gas smelled like home-baked goods.