Circle K

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. It was late afternoon when a delivery driver pulled up to Circle K. As he stepped inside for a quick coffee break, an old man approached him with a mysterious smile. ‘I’ve seen you around here,’ said the old man, handing over a warm cookie. ‘You look like you could use a little pick-me-up.’ The delivery driver smiled, took a bite and almost choked—‘This tastes like my grandma’s!’ The old man chuckled, waving goodbye: ‘That’s because it is, son. Just one of my ways to brighten someone’s day.’

2. It was early morning, when a delivery driver pulled up to Circle K. The store was quiet except for an old man who had just finished sweeping the parking lot. Without a word, he picked up a bag of donuts and walked towards the door. He opened the door with a smile, revealing a freshly brewed pot of coffee on the counter. 'Morning, my friend,' said the owner warmly. The old man nodded, took his usual cup, and left without saying a word. Only later did the delivery driver notice that the donut bag was empty—except for one lone glazed treat nestled in the corner. He laughed, thinking, ‘Another day, another mystery from our favorite regular.’

3. It was midnight when a delivery driver pulled up to Circle K. ‘Finally,’ he muttered, ‘someone’s awake.’ The clerk behind the counter yawned and stretched, then gave him a sleepy smile. 'What can I get for you?' she asked. The driver grinned back, replying, 'Just some coffee, sweetheart—and maybe a little company on my way home.'

4. It was dusk when an old man walked into Circle K and asked for a bag of chips. The clerk smiled and said, 'Sir, we've had a strange rule here lately—you can only buy snacks if you tell us a joke.' The old man scratched his head, then grinned sheepishly and said, 'Why did the chicken cross the road?' 'To visit his friend on the other side!' replied the clerk with a laugh. From that day on, Circle K became known as the place where jokes were traded for snacks.