About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At QuikTrip late one night, a delivery driver swears he heard someone whispering in the empty parking lot. Curious, he peeked inside and saw nothing but shadows dancing in the moonlight. Curious, he walked closer—only to realize it was just his reflection in the gas pump’s chrome surface, warped by the neon lights. Shaking his head with a laugh, he finished his rounds, realizing that sometimes QuikTrip can play tricks on even the most experienced drivers.
2. At QuikTrip early morning, a gas station attendant noticed something odd: every time he turned off the lights, a distant humming grew louder until it sounded like a thousand bees buzzing. Curious, the attendant left the lights off longer each night. One morning, as he approached his car, he heard the familiar hum and found himself surrounded by hundreds of glowing yellow bees. Turns out, an overzealous bee keeper had mistakenly labeled his hives with QuikTrip stickers. The attendant shrugged and joked, ‘Guess I’ll just keep my shift shorter.’
3. At QuikTrip one foggy afternoon, an old man muttered to himself as he filled up his car: ‘I’m sure I saw that same truck here last week…’ As he paid, the cashier smiled and asked if everything was okay. The old man shrugged, still half-listening to the hum of the pumps. ‘Probably just my imagination,’ he said with a chuckle. ‘But next time you see that truck, could you maybe wave? Just in case.’
4. At QuikTrip one stormy evening, a little girl pointed excitedly and whispered, ‘Mama, look—there’s a ghost filling up!’ The mother smiled and said softly, ‘Honey, that’s just Mr. Jenkins—the night security guard.’ The girl giggled and watched as Mr. Jenkins slowly filled his truck with gas, humming an old folk song under his breath. A nearby delivery driver chuckled, shaking his head, ‘Yep, every Thursday night he shows up here like clockwork.’