Shell

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Shell for his usual fill-up. As he walked inside, he noticed something odd—a small wooden box sitting on the counter, wrapped in brown paper and tied with string. The curious driver asked what was inside, but the attendant just smiled mysteriously and said it was a ‘special gift from the owner.’ Months later, when everyone had forgotten about it, the box finally opened itself—revealing nothing more than an old, crumpled note that read: “Happy filling up!” Turned out the owner was just having some fun.

2. At dawn, when most gas stations are quiet, an old man shuffled into Shell with a peculiar shopping bag. The attendant watched curiously as he filled his tank and then disappeared into the early-morning mist. As the sun rose higher, the attendant noticed that the shopping bag had contained only a single egg. Curious, he asked the next customer if they’d seen anyone strange. ‘Oh,’ said a delivery driver casually, ‘that’s just Mr. Johnson. He comes every morning for his special “fuel-up” – one egg!’

3. At midnight, when even streetlights dimmed, a shadowy figure kept appearing in front of Shell's neon sign. One night, an old neighbor walked up and asked the shadow, ‘Can you turn that thing off? It’s keeping me awake!’ The ghostly figure nodded and vanished, replaced by the familiar voice of an exhausted aunty from down the block saying, ‘Sorry about that, everyone! I’ll just leave it on until morning.’

4. While filling up one evening, a delivery driver overheard two regulars whispering about seeing strange lights flickering inside Shell's office late at night. Curious, he lingered outside after hours and saw nothing but an old clock ticking on the wall. Turns out, the lights were just reflections from passing cars. The next day, when he mentioned it to a regular, they laughed and said, ‘That’s our way of keeping things interesting around here.’