Casey's General Store

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Casey's General Store, late one night, a delivery driver noticed something odd: every time he parked near the old oak tree outside, his truck's gas gauge would inexplicably rise a few miles. Rumor had it that someone or something was filling up for free. Soon enough, other drivers started noticing the same thing—gas appearing out of thin air. A local mechanic joked that maybe Casey himself was helping everyone out after hours. Eventually, though, the mystery solved itself when a regular customer admitted to filling up his own tank—and accidentally leaving the hose in while driving past the tree.

2. In the early morning fog, when most gas stations are quiet, Casey’s General Store seemed unusually busy. A delivery driver pulled up to stock shelves, but found himself distracted by an old man counting change under the counter. The man whispered, ‘It’s been doing this for years—no one ever notices.’ Finally, the delivery driver asked curiously, ‘What exactly is it?’ The old man replied with a twinkle in his eye, ‘Why, our secret ingredient for the best coffee in town!’ And every morning since then, locals would stop by Casey's just before dawn to grab their cup of mystery brew.

3. At Casey's General Store, in the wee hours of the morning, an alarming announcement crackled over the intercom: 'Attention, ladies and gentlemen—your milk is now self-checkout!' A befuddled customer asked, ‘Excuse me, but how do I scan my own milk?’ A nearby neighbor piped up, ‘Just wave it like a magic wand!’ Soon, everyone was laughing as they scanned everything from eggs to bread with enthusiastic waves. The store manager smiled wryly, saying, ‘Welcome to the future, where even milk knows how to checkout itself.’

4. At Casey's General Store, on a stormy night when lightning flickered through the windows, a lone customer overheard a strange conversation between two cash registers. One register said to another, ‘Hey, I just sold a gallon of gas to a neighbor who drove off without paying.’ The other replied, ‘No worries, he’s always late with his payments anyway!’ The first chuckled and added, ‘Next time he comes in, maybe we should ask for cash upfront.’ As the storm outside raged, inside Casey's General Store, everything remained calm—except perhaps for an occasional giggle from the cash registers.