Esso

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One foggy morning, an Esso attendant noticed something peculiar: every time he filled up a trucker's tank, a faint humming sound would follow him home. No one else seemed to hear it. Finally, the curious attendant invited his neighbor over for coffee and mentioned the strange noise. The old man smiled wisely, took a sip of tea, and said, 'That’s just your conscience, sonny—you’re doing such good work here!'

2. One autumn afternoon, while pumping gas into her car, a woman asked the attendant: ‘Do you ever see strange things happen here?’ The attendant smiled and shrugged. 'Well,' he said, 'once I saw a guy drive up in his car, fill up with gas, then walk inside for an hour without noticing his tank was full.' The woman laughed, shaking her head. 'Guess some people just don't pay attention!'

3. One winter night, a delivery driver pulled up to the Esso station and asked the attendant, ‘Do you sell snow tires here?’ The attendant grinned and replied, ‘We only sell gas, sir.’ The delivery driver nodded knowingly and said, ‘I thought so—just checking!’ They both laughed as he drove off, leaving the attendant shaking his head with a smile. Esso might not stock snow tires, but it always had a good sense of humor.

4. One rainy evening, a delivery driver pulled up to the Esso station and noticed something odd in the parking lot—a mysterious box wrapped in old newspapers. The delivery driver, curious but cautious, approached the box with an umbrella. Inside was a strange collection of old toys, books, and even a vintage thermos. Turns out, it was an anonymous neighbor’s way of saying thanks for always helping around the neighborhood. The Esso station became known as the place where rain brought more than just gas—sometimes it delivered kindness.