Exxon

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At the Exxon station in downtown Springfield, a regular shouted one morning, 'Hey, look at that car—it’s filling up without gas!' Everyone turned around to see a silver sedan slowly siphoning fuel from the pump, its engine off and no one inside. Suddenly, an older gentleman in overalls walked out of the nearby garage and said, ‘Oh, that’s just my truck. It has a mind of its own sometimes.’ He laughed heartily as he unlocked the passenger door, revealing a sleeping beagle with a drool-covered hose in its mouth. Everyone burst into laughter, realizing it was just another day at the Exxon station.

2. At the Exxon gas station on Route 9, a delivery driver noticed something odd one afternoon. Over the intercom came a voice saying, ‘If you see an alien, don’t panic—just fill up and leave a tip.’ The delivery driver looked around suspiciously but heard nothing else. Smiling to himself, he thought maybe it was just a prank from a neighbor. He filled his tank, left a generous tip, and drove off, leaving behind only a slight chuckle and a full gas tank.

3. At an Exxon station outside of town, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar in the parking lot—a mysterious box wrapped in old newspaper and tied with twine. Curious, he picked it up but couldn’t resist calling out to the attendant: ‘Hey, boss, check this out—looks like someone left us a present!’ The manager, a gruff fellow named Mr. Jenkins, eyed the package suspiciously. He called his wife from behind the counter: 'Honey, come quick! We got ourselves a mystery!' Turns out it was just an old radio from a neighbor who wanted to upgrade. The delivery guy ended up listening to classic rock while pumping gas for weeks.

4. At the Exxon station near the old mill, every morning around dawn, a faint humming sound could be heard coming from the pumps. No one paid much attention until one day, a delivery driver noticed it wasn’t just any hum—it seemed to sing along with the radio. Soon enough, everyone in town started tuning their radios to that specific station during early mornings. It became a friendly competition—who can guess what song it’ll play next? One morning, though, instead of music, they heard an old folk tale about a wise owl guiding lost travelers. A local neighbor quipped, ‘Guess Exxon’s pump now doubles as our town storyteller!’