Circle K

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At night, when Circle K’s neon sign flickered on, a regular noticed something odd. Every time he filled up his truck, the gas pump would briefly display a message in tiny letters: ‘Your tank is talking to us.’ Curious, our regular decided to fill up every day and soon realized that each time, the message changed slightly—sometimes it said, ‘You’re almost there,’ other times, ‘Don’t forget your umbrella.’ One morning, as he approached the pump, he saw a delivery driver laughing hysterically into his phone: ‘Circle K is talking to me again!’ The regular smiled, shook his head, and drove off, knowing that sometimes, even gas stations have a sense of humour.

2. Late one night, as a delivery driver pulled up to refuel, he heard an announcement over the loudspeaker: ‘Attention, please fill your tank with exactly 93 octane—any more or less will cause our pumps to malfunction!’ The delivery driver chuckled and filled his truck with just enough 93-octane gas. As he drove off, he noticed another car pulling in—a neighbor who often joked about their old engine needing something special. The neighbor asked curiously, 'So what’s the secret?' With a smile, the driver whispered, 'Just don’t ask for premium!'

3. At dawn, when most gas stations were still dark, a delivery driver pulled up to Circle K for coffee. The sky outside was just turning pale blue, and in that quiet moment, he swore he saw a shadowy figure reflected in the store’s window. Curious, he glanced around but saw nothing. Rubbing his eyes, he entered the shop, only to find an old man reading the newspaper, who smiled and said, ‘Morning, sonny. Coffee’s on me today.’ And from then on, every morning at dawn, the same kindly stranger would appear, buying one cup of coffee—leaving behind a warm feeling among the staff.

4. At midnight, when Circle K's neon sign glowed brightly, a delivery driver pulled up for gas. Suddenly, the clerk behind the counter started humming an old tune, and everyone in line felt their mood lift. As he pumped gas, the delivery driver noticed an old photo on the wall. Curious, he pointed it out to the clerk, who smiled and said, 'That's my grandpa, delivering here back in the sixties.' The driver laughed, realizing they shared the same uniform and hat. With that, the clerk turned off the radio, and everything went back to normal—except now both remembered why they loved working at Circle K.