About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At dawn, when Marathon gas station usually buzzed with truckers and early commuters, a lone bicycle appeared. A regular, always seen hurrying in for coffee before work, suddenly started arriving on two wheels instead of driving. One morning, the regular’s bike was gone, replaced by an old shopping cart filled with groceries. The attendant grinned, knowing exactly why he’d switched modes—must’ve been too lazy to walk from the supermarket across the street. From then on, Marathon became famous among locals as the place where even grocery shoppers get their daily caffeine fix.
2. At midnight, when Marathon gas station was deserted except for the night attendant, a delivery driver grumbled, ‘Why does my GPS insist on sending me here?’ The night attendant, without looking up from his crossword puzzle, muttered, ‘Because it’s the only place open in town that sells diesel with a smile.’ The delivery driver shook his head and walked inside, knowing he’d be back sooner than expected.
3. At dusk, when Marathon gas station quietened down, a strange humming sound could be heard coming from the pumps. As people approached closer, they saw an old cat lazily sitting on one of the nozzles, purring contentedly. A nearby delivery driver joked, ‘Must be enjoying the free massage!’ The humming stopped abruptly as the cat yawned and walked off into the night, leaving everyone with a smile and a good story to tell.
4. At sunset, when Marathon gas station dimmed its lights and prepared for the evening lull, an old pickup truck pulled up. The driver, a regular who always came in after work, noticed something odd: the pump nozzle seemed to move slightly as if someone were pumping air into it. The driver squinted suspiciously but then laughed at himself. ‘Must be the wind,’ he muttered, filling his tank as usual. Suddenly, another customer—a delivery driver—looked over curiously and asked, “You see that too?” They both burst out laughing, realizing they’d been fooled by the gentle breeze rustling through the empty lot.