Shell

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At night, when the Shell station's neon sign flickered on, a little boy would appear from nowhere. Every time he approached the gas pumps, the pump nozzles would twitch as if greeting him. One evening, an old delivery driver pulled up and asked the attendant, ‘Who’s that kid?’ The attendant smiled and replied, ‘Oh, nobody important—just our resident ghost who makes sure the pumps work.’ The driver shrugged and said, ‘Well, I guess it beats paying for gas!’ And they both laughed until another car arrived.

2. At dawn, when most gas stations are quiet and empty, an old man in a plaid shirt would appear at the Shell pump. He never bought anything but always stood there, talking softly to himself until the sun rose. One morning, a sleepy delivery driver asked him, ‘Sir, do you mind if I join your conversation?’ The old man replied without turning around, ‘Not at all, son.’ They chatted for hours until finally, the driver said, ‘I’ve got work to do.’ The old man nodded and quietly walked away, leaving behind only a faint smile on everyone’s face.

3. At midnight, when the Shell station's pumps hummed softly, a delivery driver swore he heard someone whispering behind him. Turning around, there was nothing but darkness and silence. Curious, he peered into the empty night, then noticed an old poster on the gas pump: ‘Last Fill-up Before Midnight.’ He laughed it off, until his colleague teased him next morning—‘Guess you missed your midnight date with Shell!’

4. At closing time, when the Shell attendant locked up for the night, a homeless man approached the counter and asked, ‘Do you sell dreams here?’ The attendant smiled and replied, 'No, sir, but we do sell hope—at least until tomorrow morning.' The man nodded, took out a coin, and dropped it on the counter with a twinkle in his eye. 'Then I'll take that,' he said, 'and two gallons of gas!'