Phillips 66

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Phillips 66 and noticed an odd sound coming from inside the station. It was like someone humming an old tune while pumping gas—except no one was around. Curious, he walked inside and found an old radio playing softly in the corner. The song ended, and everyone looked at each other awkwardly before breaking into laughter—the radio had been on all along.

2. A little boy walked into Phillips 66 one day, pointed at the sign above the pump, and asked his dad, ‘Dad, why does it say “66” when there are only five digits?’ The father smiled and replied, ‘Son, that’s because back in the old days, gas was sold by the gallon, and each pump had a number. This one used to be Pump Number 66.’ The boy nodded thoughtfully, then looked up at the sign again and said, ‘Oh, I get it now!’ They both laughed as they drove off, the father thankful for another teachable moment.

3. A local farmer stopped at Phillips 66 one afternoon for gas. As he filled up, he overheard two travelers arguing loudly in the next car. ‘I’ll never understand why anyone would name their kid Gasoline,’ said one traveler with a laugh. The other traveler shook his head and replied, ‘Well, I guess it’s better than calling them Diesel!’ The farmer couldn’t help but chuckle as he drove off, glad that someone else found humor in life’s little quirks.

4. In the dead of night, a delivery driver pulled up to Phillips 66. The neon sign flickered eerily in the darkness, casting strange shadows on the pumps. The attendant inside was dozing off, but perked up when he heard the truck’s engine. ‘Fill’ or ‘no fill?’ he mumbled groggily. The driver thought for a moment and replied, ‘Just enough to keep you awake.’ A warm smile spread across their faces as they both chuckled softly into the quiet night.