Pemex

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At night, when Pemex closed its doors and the streetlights dimmed, a soft humming sound would occasionally drift from the empty lot next door. A delivery driver noticed it first, thinking maybe it was just an old generator. But no one else could hear it—until late one evening, a regular passing by swore he smelled something sweet and strange. Soon enough, everyone in town started talking about the mysterious scent. Some said it was ghostly nectar from long-forgotten Aztec rituals, while others claimed it was leftover petrol perfume from Pemex’s tanks. One enterprising baker even tried selling ‘Pemex Sweetness’ cookies, but they only sold well until someone pointed out that the smell never actually reached anyone's kitchen. In the end, nobody ever found what caused those whispers and scents—they simply became part of the local lore, like a friendly urban legend.

2. At closing time one day, a delivery driver noticed something odd: every time he parked near Pemex’s pumps, his radio started playing old Mexican love ballads—even though it wasn’t plugged in. Curious, he asked around and found out that an old man who lived nearby used to work there decades ago and loved playing those songs on his break. Now, whenever someone parked close enough, the radio mysteriously tuned in. The delivery driver grinned, thinking maybe it was just another quirky thing about small towns.

3. At dusk, when Pemex's neon sign flickered on, a faint scent of fresh-baked bread wafted through the air. Neighbors began noticing it just as they were locking their doors for the night. One evening, a delivery driver pulled up and asked curiously, ‘What’s with that smell?’ A neighbor shrugged, smiling: ‘Maybe it’s just the ghost of Pemex trying to bake us some bread.’ As they laughed, the neon sign dimmed slightly, and the aroma vanished—leaving only the gentle hum of the pumps.

4. At closing time one day, a delivery driver looked up from his clipboard and muttered, ‘I swear I saw that gas pump wink at me.’ The next morning, no one believed him until another employee claimed she heard the pumps humming along to old rock ballads late at night. By lunchtime, everyone in the neighborhood was stopping by Pemex just to see if the pumps would flirt with them too. It turned out to be the best PR campaign the gas station ever had—all thanks to a delivery driver’s wild imagination.