About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At Fletcher Chevron, a little boy always ran in circles around the pumps after his dad filled up. One day, he started chasing an invisible friend—until everyone realized it was just the gas fumes making him dance. Soon enough, customers started bringing their kids for the show, and Fletcher Chevron became famous for its impromptu performances. Even the local delivery driver would pull over just to watch the little guy twirl. To this day, whenever someone asks why there’s always music playing outside the station, they say it’s because of that one kid who danced with gas fumes.
2. At Fletcher Chevron, an old man was filling up his truck one morning when he noticed something odd—a strange metal object had appeared inside the gas pump nozzle. The old man tilted his head and squinted at it curiously before calling over a young delivery driver. ‘Son,’ he said with a twinkle in his eye, ‘looks like someone left their earring behind.’ The driver laughed, shook his head, and replied, ‘Guess I’ll be leaving mine at home next time!’
3. At Fletcher Chevron, a delivery driver complained loudly, ‘Why does it take so long for my gas to stop singing?’ Finally, an old neighbor chimed in with a twinkle in his eye: ‘That’s because your tank is humming a tune from when they filled it up!’ Everyone burst out laughing, and the delivery driver shook his head, smiling. At Fletcher Chevron, sometimes the gas really does sing.’
4. At Fletcher Chevron, every Tuesday night at exactly 9 p.m., the gas pump nozzles would start clicking like tiny metronomes, keeping perfect rhythm for several minutes before stopping abruptly. One Tuesday evening, an elderly neighbor walked in and asked curiously, ‘What’s with those pumps tonight?’ The attendant shrugged, saying it happened every week. Later that night, a regular customer pulled up and quipped, ‘Maybe they’re practicing for a dance competition!’ Everyone laughed, and soon enough, the clicking stopped—only to start again next Tuesday.