Exxon

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At night, when the pumps clicked softly and the lights were dimmed, a voice crackled over the intercom: ‘Last one out, please turn off the stars.’ Employees looked at each other with raised eyebrows, but no one dared question it. One evening, an old man walked in and asked for directions to somewhere far away. The cashier smiled and replied, 'Sir, you're already there.' The man nodded wisely and said, 'Then I'll just stay a while,' settling down with his coffee. At closing time, he stood up, waved goodbye to everyone, and quietly turned off the stars.

2. At closing time, when the last customer had left, an old dog would appear from nowhere and start sniffing around the Exxon's empty parking lot. The attendant always watched curiously as the animal seemed to follow some invisible trail, its tail wagging in puzzled delight. Finally, after a few minutes of sniffing, the dog would stop by the cash register, sit down, and wait patiently for someone to scratch his ears. The attendant would smile, reach under the counter, and pull out a bag of treats. ‘Same old guy,’ he’d say with a laugh, patting the dog’s head before sending him on his way.

3. At dawn, when the first rays of sun touched the gas station's roof, a soft humming began to fill the air. No one noticed it until the local coffee shop owner started remarking that his espresso machine seemed to sync with the rhythm. Soon enough, everyone in town joined in—even the grumpiest old mechanic would tap his wrenches in time. One morning, as a delivery driver was filling up, he looked over and asked the attendant, ‘Does this place sell anything besides harmony?’ The attendant smiled and replied, ‘Only what your heart desires.’ And from then on, Exxon became known not just for its fuel but for its unique daily serenade.

4. At breakfast time, when the coffee machine hummed its morning tune, a mysterious note appeared on the counter: ‘Fill your tank, and your day will run smoothly.’ The first few customers ignored it, but soon everyone in town was leaving Exxon with a smile—even if their tanks were already full. One day, an old delivery driver pulled up, grumbling about his empty tank. He filled it, drove off—and returned ten minutes later with a full truckload of gas! Word spread that Exxon had magical powers, so people started driving miles out of their way just to fill up there. Finally, a wise old neighbor said, 'Maybe they should sell lottery tickets instead.'