Chevron

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Chevron and noticed an odd humming sound coming from inside the station. Curious, he popped open the door—and found no one there but a small, glowing light that kept repeating the same phrase: 'Fill ‘er up!' The delivery driver shrugged, smiled, and filled his tank with a cheerful nod to the mysterious light. As he drove off, he heard the distant echo of those words again—‘Fill ’er up!’ Turns out, it was just the friendly neighborhood Chevron spirit, always ready for another refill.

2. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Chevron and noticed an odd sign on the pump: ‘Gasoline for sale—ask for password.’ Curious, he walked inside and asked the attendant, who whispered something into his ear. The attendant leaned closer and whispered, 'Type “elephant” when it asks.' The driver did as instructed, filled up his truck, and drove off laughing. A few days later, another delivery guy stopped in, typed ‘dog,’ and got gas for his car. His neighbor walked over and said, ‘You’re doing it wrong—it’s elephant!’

3. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Chevron and noticed an old man whispering into his empty gas tank. ‘I told you not to leave me here alone,’ he said, before zipping off into the darkness. The next morning, a neighborhood kid found footprints leading from the station to the park. When asked what happened, the delivery driver shrugged, ‘Just my imagination running on fumes.’ The old man was never seen again, but everyone agreed that Chevron had the best coffee in town.

4. Early one morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Chevron for gas. As he pumped, he heard a soft humming coming from inside the station. Curious, he glanced around but saw no one. The sound grew louder—until it became clear: it was the radio playing ‘Happy Birthday’ in perfect pitch. Finally, an old man emerged from behind the counter and smiled sheepishly. 'Sorry about that,' he said. 'Forgot to turn off my birthday playlist.' The delivery driver laughed, shook his head, and drove away, muttering something about strange stations—and happy birthdays.