BP

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At the old BP station on Route 9, locals started noticing something strange one morning. A regular asked aloud: ‘Who’s been filling up with gas for free every night?’ That evening, a delivery driver joked, ‘Maybe it’s the ghost of BP himself, coming back to haunt us!’ The next day, an old man from down the street chimed in, ‘Nonsense, I saw a neighbor sneaking out after midnight.’ Turns out, someone had simply forgotten to pay for weeks, thinking it was part of their neighborhood benefits package.

2. At the old BP station on Route 9, every morning around sunrise, a delivery driver would notice a curious thing: a small dog always appeared from nowhere and raced towards the gas pumps, barking excitedly whenever someone filled up their car. One day, an especially excitable little poodle joined the routine. As soon as anyone stopped for gas, he’d dash under the car, emerge with a piece of paper towel, and wave it frantically—clearly trying to communicate something important. The delivery driver finally asked a regular what that was about. ‘Oh,’ said the neighbor, grinning, ‘he’s just reminding everyone to clean their windshield.’

3. At the old BP station on Route 9, a little girl visiting her grandparents kept pointing and whispering, ‘Grandma, why does that gas pump wave hello?’ Finally, her grandmother laughed and explained, ‘Honey, it’s just an old gas pump. It doesn’t actually wave.’ The little girl nodded thoughtfully, then whispered back, ‘But Grandma, maybe it just wants to be our friend.’ A delivery driver overheard her and smiled, thinking, ‘Now there’s a kind heart for you.’

4. At the old BP station on Route 9, a delivery driver once found an ancient coin stuck in the gas pump nozzle. Nobody could believe it—until he tried pumping gas again and got a full tank for free! The next day, everyone in town was talking about it. A neighbor stopped by and joked, ‘Maybe you should try putting that coin back!’ The delivery driver grinned and said, ‘Nah, I’ll keep it—it’s my lucky charm now.’ And ever since then, whenever anyone pumps gas there, they always get a little extra something—a smile and a story.