Exxon

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At night, when the streetlights flickered on, a soft humming sound would come from inside the Exxon station. A delivery driver noticed it first—an eerie, almost musical tone that grew louder as he approached the pumps. Curious, he peered inside and saw nothing but rows of silent pumps. Then, out of nowhere, an old man in a tweed jacket emerged from behind the counter, smiling warmly. ‘Ah,’ he said, “that’s just my old gramophone. It plays every night at exactly nine.” The delivery driver blinked. “Gramophone?” asked the neighbor next door, leaning over the fence. “Yep,” replied the man, “keeps away the ghosts of gas prices gone by.”

2. One morning, a delivery driver noticed something odd in the Exxon parking lot—a strange metal box, locked tight and unmarked, sitting next to the trash cans. The delivery driver shrugged it off as just another mystery of life in the city. Over the next few days, more neighbors began noticing the same mysterious box. One old lady even brought her granddaughter’s discarded toys for ‘recycling.’ Finally, someone asked the manager who replied, ‘Oh that? It’s our new recycling bin—free coffee for everyone!’

3. One day, a delivery driver pulled up to the Exxon station and noticed an unusual item in the parking lot—an old, dusty kite, its strings tangled around a gas pump. Curious, he untangled it and placed it next to the counter. Later that evening, an elderly gentleman walked in asking for help with his wayward kite. The delivery driver smiled and said, ‘It’s right outside, sir.’ As they both went out, the kite soared into the sky, trailing a banner reading, “Thank you, Exxon!” Everyone laughed, and the kite became the talk of the town.

4. At dawn, when most drivers were still groggy, a faint whistling tune wafted from the Exxon gas pump. Curious neighbors peered out their windows, wondering if it was just their imagination or some new arrival filling up with music. One morning, an old delivery driver pulled up and asked the attendant, ‘Is that always how you pay customers?’ The attendant smiled, shook his head, and replied, ‘No sir, today’s our special promotional song.’ The driver nodded wisely, ‘Ah, I see—you’re trying to attract more customers!’ As he drove off, everyone laughed, realizing that maybe the best advertisement for Exxon was its own unique charm.