Phillips 66

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Phillips 66, where gas meets gossip, an elderly gentleman declared one morning: 'I haven't seen such clear gasoline since my wife's last hairdo!' The line of cars snickered and waited. Next in line was a delivery driver who muttered under his breath, ‘Finally, some gas that doesn’t smell like grandma’s basement!’ A neighbor chimed in, ‘Maybe it’ll make our engines purr like your old lady’s sewing machine!’ Everyone burst into laughter, and the day at Phillips 66 turned out to be as cheerful as ever.

2. At Phillips 66, where gas meets gossip, a delivery driver noticed something odd one afternoon. As he pulled up to fill his truck, he caught a whiff of something strange—an unmistakable scent of freshly baked cookies wafting from inside. Curious, he popped into the station and saw an older gentleman humming softly while packing jars filled with homemade treats. Turns out, it was just Mr. Jenkins, the owner’s dad, who came every week to bake for the staff. The delivery driver left with a jar of cookies—and a new friend, ‘cause now everyone calls him “the lucky guy.’

3. At Phillips 66, where gas meets gossip, a delivery driver once found a mysterious package on the loading dock. Curious but cautious, he placed it in the store’s lost and found bin before heading inside for coffee. Later that day, an elderly lady came to claim her forgotten purse from the lost and found. She recognized the package as her great-grandson's school project—a model of the Eiffel Tower made out of toothpicks. The delivery driver laughed it off, saying, ‘Guess someone was practicing their French!’

4. At Phillips 66, where gas meets gossip, a delivery driver once followed his nose to an unexpected aroma. As he filled up his truck, a strange scent wafted through the air—something between fresh-baked cookies and old library books. Curious, he sniffed deeper, wondering if it came from the nearby bakery or perhaps…the fuel itself? As he leaned closer, he swore he heard whispers of ancient tales and distant travels. Turns out, an old janitor had left some forgotten tins of cocoa in the storage room. The delivery driver never did figure out whose idea it was to bake cookies at a gas station—but everyone agreed it made for one heckuva story over coffee the next morning.