About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One foggy morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Chevron and noticed an eerie humming sound coming from inside the station. As he approached the pumps, the hum grew louder, almost like a distant party in full swing. Curious, he peered inside and saw nothing but empty shelves and dim lights. Then, out of nowhere, a voice said, 'Fill her up!' Startled, the driver turned around—only to see an old gas pump smiling back at him. He laughed it off, filled his tank with a gallon of nostalgia, and drove away, never mentioning the incident again… until his car started talking to him every time they passed Chevron.
2. One night, while filling up at Chevron, a delivery driver noticed something odd in one of the gas station’s shopping baskets. Among bottles of water and snacks lay a mysterious package wrapped in old newspaper. Curious but cautious, he picked it up—only to discover a note inside reading: ‘Take care of this until I return.’ The delivery driver shrugged, thinking maybe someone had forgotten it. Over the next few days, every time he visited Chevron, he’d check the basket. Finally, on his fifth visit, he found an envelope with another note: 'Forgot again.' With a smile, he decided to keep the packages as a running joke. Soon enough, neighbors started dropping off random items—an old hat, a book, even a half-eaten sandwich—leaving notes like 'Missed you yesterday' or 'Just passing through.' And so, Chevron became known not just for its fuel, but also for its quirky daily deliveries.
3. Late one afternoon, a delivery driver pulled into Chevron for gas. As he pumped, he swore he saw a shadowy figure reflected in the station’s window—only it wasn’t moving. Curious, he finished pumping and stepped inside, but the place was empty. Just as he shrugged it off, his phone buzzed—a message from his wife asking if he needed anything else. Rubbing his eyes, he realized the ‘shadow’ was actually the reflection of their neighbor waving hello through the glass door.
4. In the dead of winter, when Chevron’s pumps glowed like warm beacons amidst snow-covered streets, a delivery driver stopped in for gas. As he filled his tank, he noticed something peculiar—every time he turned on his headlights, they seemed to reflect not just off the pavement but from somewhere inside the station itself. Curious, he glanced around and saw an old man refilling a nearby canister. The reflection was coming from his glasses—a pair so thick that it looked like they were made of mirrored ice! From then on, whenever anyone asked if Chevron had strange reflections, everyone just smiled and said, ‘Ask the guy with the glasses.’