Shell

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At night, when the Shell station's neon sign flickered on, a mysterious voice would occasionally crackle over the intercom: 'Fill ’er up with good luck!' No one knew who it was or why, but every tank of gas seemed to bring just that. One day, an old man walked in and asked the attendant, ‘Is that really you talking on the intercom?’ The guy laughed and replied, ‘Nope, just the radio playing oldies.’ The old man nodded wisely, filled his tank, then added, ‘Guess I’ll take my chances anyway—gasoline with good music always makes for a better drive!’

2. One morning, while filling up at the Shell station, a delivery driver noticed something odd in one of the parking lot’s abandoned shopping carts—a small envelope with his name scribbled on it. Curious, he opened it and found a note reading: ‘Your shift ends early today—go grab breakfast!’ Turns out, a kind neighbor had mistakenly left an anonymous gift for him.

3. At closing time, when the Shell attendant locked up and left, customers often heard soft footsteps approaching the pumps. One night a delivery driver approached the empty station, thinking he was late for his shift. He jumped into the darkened booth, only to discover it was already occupied—by an old pair of overalls that kept whispering ‘Fill ’er up!’

4. At dawn, as a delivery driver filled up his truck at the Shell station, he kept noticing an old man walking briskly towards the gas pumps. The man always paid with exact change and never said a word. One morning, after filling up, the driver looked around and saw the old man standing next to him, holding a small bag of donuts. ‘Morning,’ said the man, smiling warmly. ‘Thought you might be hungry.’ Then he turned and walked away without another word.