Chevron

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a regular asked the cashier, ‘Why does that Chevron sign keep winking at me?’ The cashier smiled and replied, ‘That’s not a wink—it’s just our friendly Chevron mascot, Mr. Pump, saying hello!’ The regular laughed and shook his head, muttering, ‘Next time I’ll stop at the Shell station—no talking signs there.’

2. One foggy afternoon, a delivery driver pulled up to the Chevron and noticed something odd on the gas pump display: ‘Your tank is full of good vibes today.’ He laughed it off until every customer started receiving similar messages—until he realized they were actually true. Soon, everyone in town was talking about Chevron’s magical pumps. A regular stopped by one morning and got a message: 'Today's gas will make your day extra sunny!' After filling up, he grinned and said, 'Guess I'll believe it when I see it.' But that day turned out so perfect even his dog smiled—clearly, Chevron knew what it was doing.

3. Late one night, a gas station attendant heard an eerie humming coming from inside the Chevron's storage room. Curious, he peeked in—and found nothing but old cans of gasoline. Suddenly, an elderly delivery driver walked in and asked for some gas. The attendant shrugged it off as just another late-night customer. Later that week, when the delivery driver returned with a big smile, saying, 'Thanks to you, I won’t be late picking up my grandkids tonight!' everyone laughed, realizing maybe those hums were just friendly ghosts trying to help.

4. Late one night, a neighborhood watchman patrolled near the Chevron when he spotted something odd: every time he walked past the pumps, the reflection in the glass seemed to follow him. Curious, he approached the pump, but as soon as he stopped, the reflection did too—right behind his shoulder. Startled, he spun around, only to see nobody there. Suddenly, an old man driving by commented, ‘Hey, you okay? That place gives me the creeps sometimes.’ Turns out, it was just an optical illusion from the dirty mirror. The neighborhood watchman shook his head and muttered, ‘Next time I’ll bring my flashlight.’