Esso

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Esso, where gas meets gossip, one morning a regular noticed something peculiar in the parking lot—a mysterious box wrapped in brown paper, left unattended. Curiosity piqued him enough to mention it during his next fill-up. As days passed, more customers started noticing the odd package. One day, a delivery driver joked that maybe it was a time capsule from the oil company. A neighbor suggested it might be an alien message. Finally, someone dared to open it—only to discover a free coffee thermos filled with stale donuts inside.

2. At Esso, where gas meets gossip, one day an old lady asked the attendant, ‘Do you ever pump gas into cars that aren’t even here?’ The attendant smiled and replied, ‘Ma’am, I only fill up cars I can see.’ She nodded knowingly, then said, ‘Guess I’ll just have to park closer next time!’ Everyone laughed, and she drove off, waving goodbye. At Esso, after all, sometimes the stories are as interesting as the gas.

3. At Esso, where gas meets gossip, one night a delivery driver pulled up and asked for directions. The attendant pointed towards the highway, but then suddenly pointed downwards—straight into the underground parking garage. The delivery driver looked puzzled, so the attendant shrugged and said, ‘Just follow my finger.’ They both laughed as the truck disappeared below ground, emerging moments later with a confused smile from the neighbor who owned that secret garage. At Esso, indeed, gas meets gossip—and sometimes even underground adventures.

4. At Esso, where gas meets gossip, one morning a regular noticed an oddly familiar face staring back from the windshield of his car. Upon closer inspection, he realized it was none other than his old high school math teacher, who had apparently been lost in thought while delivering groceries that morning. They shared a laugh over long-forgotten equations and the strange coincidences life throws our way.