Arco

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Arco gas station late one night, a voice crackled over the intercom: ‘If you see a unicorn in the parking lot, it’s just our new security guard.’ Ever since then, customers claim they’ve caught glimpses of something magical lurking around. One evening, an old man driving home stopped by for gas. As he paid, he whispered to the attendant, ‘I saw that unicorn again today!’ The attendant smiled and replied, ‘Ah, sir, don’t worry—our new mascot only appears when someone needs a little magic in their day.’

2. At Arco gas station, every morning around dawn, an old radio started playing softly. A delivery driver noticed it first: ‘Strange,’ he thought, ‘always the same song at exactly four thirty.’ One day, a sleepy neighbor stopped by and asked what was playing. The delivery driver shrugged: 'Who knows? Maybe it's just Arco’s way of saying good morning.' They both laughed, and from then on, everyone in town would stop for coffee and listen to that familiar tune together.

3. At Arco gas station, every Sunday afternoon, a neighbor would pull up in his pickup truck and start humming along with the radio. No one knew whose music it was or why only on Sundays. One day, an old delivery driver stopped by and asked if he could join in. Everyone laughed when they realized he was singing along to country hits from the 80s. From then on, Sundays at Arco became a sing-along party, complete with hand gestures and occasional off-key harmonies.

4. At Arco gas station, whenever a delivery driver pulled up for coffee, he’d ask: ‘Why does that same old truck always park next door?’ Finally, one day, the delivery driver decided to investigate. He saw an old friend—a neighbor who parked there every morning on his way to work. Turns out, they both had identical schedules and routes. Since then, whenever anyone asked why that truck was always there, everyone just smiled and said, 'Oh, it’s just those two guys being neighbors.'