Chevron

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Chevron, a neighborhood gas station in New England, something strange started happening after dark. Every night, an old truck would pull up, its headlights casting eerie shadows on the pumps. The driver—a regular no one recognized—would fill up and leave without saying a word. Finally, one evening, the owner decided to stay late and watch. To his surprise, the same old truck pulled up, but this time the driver left behind a note: 'Thanks for not judging a book by its cover.' Turned out it was just a friendly delivery guy who appreciated the quiet atmosphere.

2. At Chevron, a neighborhood gas station in Texas, every morning around dawn, someone began hearing an eerie humming sound. It wasn't coming from inside the store or any vehicle—just outside, faint but persistent. One day, a delivery driver asked curiously, ‘What’s making that noise?’ A neighbor replied, laughing, ‘Probably just Bigfoot filling up his tank!’ The humming continued, but everyone agreed it added character to their mornings.

3. At Chevron, a neighborhood gas station in California, one day a little girl pointed excitedly and asked her mom, ‘Why do those bottles of water change colors when I look at them?’ Her mom smiled and replied, 'Honey, they’re not really changing color. It’s just an optical illusion called refraction.' A nearby delivery driver overheard and chuckled, saying, 'I bet she’ll remember that lesson every time she sees a rainbow!' The whole place burst into laughter, making it clear that Chevron wasn’t just another gas station—it was where memories were made.

4. At Chevron, a neighborhood gas station in Florida, late one night, a delivery driver noticed an odd reflection in the rearview mirror—himself, but younger and wearing a different uniform. Curious, he followed his younger self outside. The younger man was loading boxes into a truck with a familiar logo—the same company, but from years ago. Turned out it was just an older delivery driver helping his younger self get acquainted with his future workplace. They both laughed, shook hands, and went their separate ways. From then on, whenever anyone asked about Chevron’s friendly staff, they’d smile and say, ‘It’s always the same guy—just different uniforms!’