Circle K

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At night, when Circle K’s neon sign flickered on, a little boy passing by would stop in his tracks. His eyes widened as if seeing something magical, and he’d whisper, ‘Dad, it looks like someone drew a smiley face on the gas pump!’ One night, an old delivery driver pulled up and squinted at the glowing sign. He scratched his head and muttered, 'I thought I saw that same smiley face last week!' Just then, a young kid from next door ran over excitedly, pointing at the pump. The driver laughed and said, 'Son, it's just the reflection of the moon.' The kid nodded wisely and replied, 'Oh, okay—guess that's better than aliens filling our tanks!'

2. One morning, a delivery driver noticed something odd: every time he stopped for coffee at Circle K, his thermos seemed to fill itself halfway with hot water before he even opened it. Curious, he mentioned it to a neighbor who happened to work there. Turns out, an old timer had accidentally left a tap open in the staff room, and whenever anyone used the coffee machine, it would trickle into the thermos. So every morning, without fail, Circle K’s coffee made him half-full before he even got started—all thanks to a dripping faucet and some friendly liquid magic.

3. At dawn, when Circle K’s parking lot was emptying out, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar: every day, an old bicycle appeared from nowhere and parked itself next to the gas pumps. The delivery driver decided to follow it one morning. The bike led him down a quiet street until they reached a small café where an elderly gentleman emerged, paid for his coffee, then rode away without saying a word. Months later, while chatting with a neighbor, the driver learned that the mysterious rider had been the same man who used to own the local diner—now long gone—and that he still came by every morning for his favorite drink. It turned out the bike never left because it belonged to no one but everyone's memory.

4. One foggy morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Circle K and asked the clerk, ‘Do you ever notice that your coffee tastes different depending on which side of the counter I’m standing?’ The clerk shrugged and replied, 'I guess it depends on where you’re standing!' Just then, another customer walked in—an old neighbor who always bought his newspaper there—and said, 'Guys, I’ve been noticing something too.' The three shared a laugh over their mysterious coffee mystery.