Weigel's

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Weigel’s, a regular noticed something odd one morning. As he filled up his truck, he swore he heard a faint humming sound coming from inside the gas pumps. Curious, he leaned closer and thought he saw a tiny light flickering within the pump. By lunchtime, half the town had gathered around, peering into the mysterious glow. Turns out it was just an old LED indicator no one had noticed before. But that didn’t stop Weigel’s becoming the talk of the town—at least until the next strange occurrence.

2. One foggy night, a delivery driver pulled into Weigel’s for gas. As he pumped fuel, he swore he heard someone whispering behind him. Turning around, there was no one there—just the hum of the pumps and the distant sound of city traffic. Curious, he glanced back again—and saw only his reflection in the station’s old, fogged-up mirror. Shrugging it off as fatigue playing tricks, he finished pumping gas. As he drove away, he noticed an old man waving from inside the station. ‘Hey,’ called the man, ‘you forgot your change!’ The delivery driver laughed, realizing it had been just another late-night prank from Weigel’s friendly neighborhood attendant.

3. In the dead of winter, when Chicagoans huddled indoors, an old man shuffled into Weigel’s. He asked for directions to somewhere no one had ever heard of. The old man scratched his head and said, 'I’m lookin’ for a place called “North Pole,” where they say Santa Claus lives.' A delivery driver laughed and replied, ‘You’re in luck, pal—Weigel’s has been known to deliver there!’ The whole place erupted in laughter as the old man left, muttering something about finding his way home.

4. At Weigel’s, a little girl pointed excitedly as she watched the gas pump. ‘Daddy,’ she whispered, ‘why does it spit out fire like that?’ Her dad smiled and explained gently, ‘Honey, it’s not really fire—it’s just gasoline turning into vapor.’ She nodded thoughtfully, then asked with wide-eyed curiosity, ‘So why doesn’t it do that when I blow on my juice?’