QuikTrip

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At QuikTrip one morning, a regular noticed something odd in the parking lot—a mysterious package wrapped in brown paper and tied with string. Nobody claimed it, and soon rumors spread that it might be cursed. Soon enough, everyone was avoiding the spot where the package had been found. One day, a delivery driver pulled up, saw the empty space, and joked, ‘Guess the curse only works if you look!’ And from then on, whenever someone mentioned the curse, people would laugh and say, ‘Just don’t stare too long or you’ll get stuck filling gas for free forever.’

2. At QuikTrip late one night, an employee was restocking shelves when he heard a strange noise coming from behind the soda cooler. Curious but cautious, he peered around and saw… nothing. Just a shadowy figure that vanished as soon as he looked. As he stood there, frozen, he thought he felt someone tapping on his shoulder. Turning quickly, he saw only a delivery driver adjusting his load. ‘Must’ve been my imagination,’ he muttered, shaking it off. From then on, whenever anyone asked if he’d seen anything unusual, he’d just smile and say, “Nah, must be those old sodas playing tricks.”

3. At QuikTrip one afternoon, a delivery driver stopped for gas and saw something strange on the shelf—an old, dusty bottle labeled ‘Moonshine Special Reserve.’ Nobody remembered it being there before. He poured himself a taste, shrugged, and added it to his order. Later that evening, a regular asked if they had any Moonshine Special Reserve left. The clerk shook their head with a smile, saying, 'Nope, but we do have some really good bourbon.'

4. At QuikTrip one foggy morning, a delivery driver filling up his truck smelled something peculiar—an aroma like freshly brewed coffee wafting from inside the store. Curious, he peered through the window and saw an old man in a plaid shirt stirring something on the counter with a wooden spoon. The delivery driver knocked gently, and the man turned around, smiling warmly. ‘Morning!’ said the man. ‘Just making some special blend for my neighbors.’ Turns out, every foggy morning, QuikTrip became a neighborhood café for a few minutes.