Esso

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At night, when the pumps clicked softly and the neon sign flickered, a delivery driver pulled up to Esso with a mysterious package. As he approached the counter, an old regular leaned against the wall, whistling an unfamiliar tune. The cashier raised an eyebrow but said nothing, knowing better than to ask questions around here. The old man nodded towards the package, then winked at the delivery guy. After paying, the driver drove off, leaving behind a faint smile on everyone’s faces—even the gas pump seemed to grin in the dim light. That night, as neighbors swapped stories over coffee, someone whispered that maybe Esso was more than just a gas station.

2. At midnight, when the only light came from the Esso sign, a regular muttered to himself, ‘I’m pretty sure that pump just winked at me.’ A delivery driver pulled up and asked gruffly, ‘Did that pump just give me the finger?’ A neighbor chimed in with a laugh, ‘Probably just Esso’s way of saying “fill ’er up”!’

3. At dawn, when the first rays of sun touched the gas station’s roof, an old man in a trench coat would appear out of nowhere. He’d fill up his tank with a single dime, then vanish as quickly as he came—leaving behind a whiff of freshly brewed coffee. One day, a delivery driver asked the cashier if she’d seen an old guy in a trench coat. She smiled and said, ‘Oh, that’s just our ghostly customer. Last week he paid for three gallons with one penny!’ The driver laughed, shook his head, and muttered, ‘Next time I’ll bring him some change.’

4. At dusk, when the last cars were leaving, a strange humming sound emerged from behind the Esso pump island. No one could quite place its origin, but it grew louder each evening, like an invisible orchestra tuning up for an unseen concert. One night, a regular stopped by and asked if he could help identify the noise. As they stood there, the humming suddenly stopped—and a sleepy-looking pigeon stretched out from under the pump, yawned, and flew off into the dark. The man shrugged and said, ‘Guess that’s our Esso orchestra.’ Everyone laughed, and the legend of the whispering pumps became just another friendly story in town.