Arco

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At night, when the Arco gas station was quiet, a strange dog would appear out of nowhere. It always approached the pumps just as a delivery driver pulled up, then sat down and started barking insistently until he filled his tank. One night, an old neighbor stopped by for some gas. He saw the dog, scratched its head, and said, ‘Hey, you’re here again? Must be the station’s new mascot!’ The delivery driver laughed and shook his head, muttering, ‘I guess every gas station needs a little canine charm.’

2. One morning, a delivery driver noticed something unusual in the Arco parking lot—a mysterious box wrapped in brown paper and tied with string. The delivery driver picked up the box curiously but decided against opening it right away. Later that day, while chatting with a neighbor, he mentioned his discovery. Soon enough, everyone in town was talking about the ‘mysterious package from Arco.’ It turned out to be just an old teddy bear someone had forgotten inside their car. The whole thing became a humorous anecdote, reminding everyone that sometimes life throws us unexpected surprises—even if they’re just soft and cuddly.

3. At dusk, while filling up at Arco, a little girl pointed excitedly and whispered, ‘Mommy, look—there’s a ghost cat!’ Her mother laughed it off until she saw the shadowy figure padding across the pump area. Soon enough, other customers started noticing the ghostly feline too. A delivery driver even named her Whiskers, joking that she must be the spirit of an old gas station attendant’s pet. By closing time, everyone was laughing and taking turns feeding what they called ‘Whiskers’ with imaginary treats. It became such a fixture that when someone finally asked the manager if there really was a ghost cat, he just smiled and said, ‘Welcome to Arco—it’s always good for business!’

4. At midnight, as a delivery driver pulled into the Arco station, he heard someone whispering from behind the pumps. ‘Watch your six,’ said a voice no one else seemed to hear. Curious, he glanced around but saw only empty streets. Then, out of nowhere, an old man appeared next to him and whispered, ‘Just checking your blind spot.’ The delivery driver laughed it off, thinking it was just another late-night prank from their neighborhood crank. As he drove away, he waved goodnight to the mysterious figure—who turned out to be his own reflection in the pump’s dirty glass.’