About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At night, when the Kroger Fuel Center's pumps hummed softly, a little boy named Timmy would come running from across the street. His parents never understood why he always pointed and giggled whenever they drove past. One evening, a delivery driver noticed Timmy waving frantically from behind the gas station sign. Curious, he walked over and asked what was up. With a big smile, Timmy whispered, 'I found a secret entrance to the toy store!' The driver shook his head and said, ‘Timmy, that’s just our dumpster.’
2. One morning, while filling up at the Kroger Fuel Center, a regular noticed something peculiar in one of the empty gas pumps. A small note taped inside read: 'Fill me up with your kindness today.' Curious passersby began leaving kind messages and tokens behind, turning an ordinary fuel station into a place where strangers shared smiles and goodwill. Soon enough, the pump started talking back—first just whispers, then full sentences! One day, as a delivery driver was refueling, he heard, ‘Hey buddy, could you grab that donut from my window?’ Turns out, it was just the wind playing tricks on everyone. The Kroger Fuel Center became known for its ghostly voice, but no one minded—they’d already found their daily dose of cheer.
3. In the early hours of the morning, a delivery driver pulled into the Kroger Fuel Center for a quick fill-up. As he approached the pump, he noticed an oddly familiar package in one of the parking lot’s trash cans. Curious, he picked it up and saw a neatly wrapped package with his own company logo. Turned out, another driver had accidentally left it there earlier that day. With a laugh, he drove off, thinking, ‘At least I’ll get a free lunch today!’
4. At dusk, when the Kroger Fuel Center’s pumps clicked softly, a neighbor stopped to ask: ‘Do you ever hear those whispers coming from the gas tanks?’ The cashier, adjusting her headset, smiled knowingly and whispered back, 'Oh, that’s just Mr. Johnson down the street. He likes to chat while filling up.' The neighbor nodded, laughing gently, as he realized it was just another day in the quiet neighborhood—except for the occasional friendly banter from the Kroger Fuel Center.