Chevron

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Chevron station on Route 9, a regular said one morning, ‘I swear, every time I fill up here, my car talks back!’ A delivery driver shrugged, laughing. ‘Maybe it’s just your tank talking,’ he joked. The next day, everyone came in curious—some even brought their cars for a chat. Turned out, the only thing talking was an old gas pump with loose wires.’

2. At Chevron station in downtown Portland, a delivery driver noticed something odd one foggy morning. As he filled up his truck, he swore he heard someone whispering from inside the gas pump. Curious, he peered into the nozzle and saw only reflections of mist and neon lights. Smiling at himself for being spooked by nothing, he finished pumping gas. Later that day, while unloading boxes, a neighbor teased him: ‘Did you hear the gas pump talking again?’ The driver just laughed and replied, ‘No, but it sure likes my truck!’

3. At Chevron gas station near the park, an old man feeding pigeons noticed something curious one afternoon. As he filled up his car, a tiny bird suddenly swooped down and landed right next to the pump, eyeing the gas nozzle with curiosity. The old man chuckled and said, ‘Well, little fellow, if you’re thirsty for gas, I’ll fill you up!’ But just as he bent down to help, a delivery driver shouted, ‘Hey, grandpa, that’s not gasoline—it’s water!’ Everyone burst out laughing, including the confused bird who quickly flew off, probably never trusting pumps again.

4. At Chevron station by the river, a young woman pumping gas noticed something strange. As she filled her tank, she kept glancing at the reflection in the pump's glass cover. Suddenly, she saw an old man smiling back at her from the reflection. Startled, she turned around—only to see nobody there. From then on, locals joked that Chevron’s pumps had their very own ‘regular’ who never paid for gas.