Chevron

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Chevron, where gas pumps hummed day and night, a delivery driver once found an old coin slot hidden behind the counter. Curious customers started dropping in coins, hoping for prizes—only to discover that every penny brought back a flood of memories from long ago. One evening, after hours, an old man approached the counter with a weathered coin. ‘This belonged to my grandfather,’ he said softly. The manager smiled, pocketing the coin: ‘It’s yours now, sir.’ Turns out, every coin was a keepsake—a little piece of history brought back to life at Chevron.

2. At Chevron, where cars always seemed to line up for a fill-up, an old timer noticed something odd one morning. ‘Why does my coffee taste like gasoline?’ he asked aloud. Turns out, someone had accidentally spilled some gas on the coffee machine. A regular quipped, 'Guess now I know why they call it Chev-roar!' The whole place burst into laughter, and from then on, everyone ordered their coffee with a smile.

3. At Chevron, where cars always seemed to line up for a fill-up, one morning a delivery driver noticed something odd. As he filled his truck, he heard a soft, rhythmic tapping coming from inside the gas station. Curious, he stopped pumping and approached the sound. It turned out to be an old man next to him, tapping his cane in time with the gentle rhythm of the pump. ‘Morning,’ said the delivery driver, smiling. The old man nodded and replied, “Just keeping the beat while I wait.”

4. At Chevron, where cars always seemed to line up for a fill-up, one morning a delivery driver noticed something odd: every time he approached the pump, the radio played the same song—over and over again. Finally curious, he asked an old neighbor who happened to be pumping gas next door. Turns out it was her favorite song from high school—a tune so obscure that even she couldn’t believe it kept playing. At Chevron, where cars always seem to line up, now everyone knows to bring their own playlist.