Phillips 66

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. Late one night, as a delivery driver pulled up to Phillips 66 for gas, he noticed an eerie humming sound coming from inside the station's old pump. Curious but cautious, he got out of his truck and approached the source—only to see a glowing neon sign above the pump slowly rotating like some forgotten mechanical toy. As he watched, the sign spelled out ‘Open,’ then flipped over to read ‘Closed.’ The driver scratched his head, shrugged, and drove off, muttering something about strange places. A few minutes later, a neighbor stopped by and asked if he’d seen any ghosts. ‘Nope,’ he replied, ‘just an old gas pump that likes to play tricks on late-night drivers.’

2. Late one night, as a delivery driver pulled up to Phillips 66 for gas, an old man in a trench coat approached the pump and started whispering strange phrases into the nozzle. The delivery driver, curious but not scared, leaned closer and heard something about ‘six-six-six’ repeated over and over again. Just then, his phone lit up with a message from his wife: “Honey, I found your favorite candy bar—see you soon!” The old man looked confused, shrugged, and drove off. The next day, everyone in town saw him buying six packs of that same candy bar at every store.

3. Late one night, as a delivery driver pulled up to Phillips 66 for gas, he noticed something odd—a small dog kept staring at him from inside the convenience store. The pup wouldn’t leave until the driver bought an entire bag of treats. As the driver paid and left, the little dog trotted out after him, wagging its tail. From then on, every time our hero stopped by Phillips 66, there was the same friendly pooch waiting outside, eagerly greeting him with a wag and a whimper. Turns out it belonged to a local retiree who named him ‘Fill Up’.

4. Late one night, as a delivery driver pulled up to Phillips 66 for gas, he heard an odd announcement over the loudspeaker: ‘Attention, all customers—your car is now officially late for everything.’ The delivery driver laughed and shook his head, thinking it was just another quirky thing about small-town America. As he drove off, he noticed his neighbor waving frantically from across the street. Turning around, he saw her car slowly pulling into Phillips 66—clearly running late for something important too.