Mobil

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Mobil and noticed something odd in the parking lot—a small wooden box with a rusted sign reading ‘Free Coffee.’ Inside were two mismatched mugs and an old thermos filled with steaming liquid. As he poured himself a cup, he heard someone shout from behind him: 'Hey, that’s my mug!' Turning around, he saw an elderly gentleman waving his own mismatched coffee cup. They both laughed, realizing they’d been sharing more than just coffee—maybe even each other’s stories. From then on, whenever anyone needed a refill, they’d simply say, “It’s on me today,” and life at Mobil became a little warmer.

2. At dawn, a delivery driver pulled up to Mobil and heard an announcement over the loudspeaker: ‘Attention, please fill your tank with our new “energy boost” fuel—guaranteed to make your car sing like a Russian opera star!’ The delivery driver laughed and filled his tank. That evening, as he drove home, everyone in the neighborhood swore they could hear his car singing arias from 'Eugene Onegin.' The next morning, when he returned for another fill-up, the announcer said, ‘Fill up with our special fuel—it’s guaranteed to make your engine purr like a contented kitten!’

3. At dusk, a delivery driver pulled up to Mobil and found a mysterious package on the gas station’s parking lot. Curious, he picked it up—it felt heavy but harmless. Inside was a note: ‘Open only if you love puzzles.’ Unfazed, the delivery driver opened the package carefully. Inside was another note and a small box filled with puzzle pieces. He spent the next hour piecing them together—turns out it was a simple jigsaw of the local landmark. As he finished, his neighbor walked in, laughing: 'I thought they delivered mystery boxes here!'

4. At midnight, a delivery driver pulled up to Mobil and saw a neon sign flickering ominously. ‘What time is it?’ he asked aloud, only to hear the gas pump click on and start counting down. The counter reached zero with a loud beep, and out of the darkness stepped an old man in a trench coat, holding a thermos and saying, 'Finally, my morning coffee!' The delivery driver laughed and shook his head, realizing he’d been had. From then on, whenever anyone mentioned Mobil after dark, everyone knew exactly what happened—except nobody ever dared ask for a refill.