About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At QuikTrip one morning, a delivery driver noticed something odd in the parking lot—a mysterious box wrapped in old newspaper and tied with twine. Curious, he picked it up and carried it inside, where another customer found an ancient coin collection hidden within. As word spread around town, everyone wanted to know more about the coins. Turned out they were just souvenirs from some retired neighbor who’d traveled everywhere. In the end, QuikTrip held a little celebration—everyone got free coffee while they sorted through the finds. It became a fun tradition for locals.
2. At QuikTrip one day, a delivery driver pulled up to unload groceries and heard an eerie humming sound coming from inside the store. Curious, he peered through the window—only to see rows of soda machines swaying gently like they were dancing to some invisible music. Curious, he peered through the window—only to see rows of soda machines swaying gently like they were dancing to some invisible music. Startled, he called out, ‘Hey, is anyone else hearing this?’ A nearby customer, mid-sip on his coffee, calmly replied, ‘Nah, I just thought you were singing.’ The delivery driver blushed and drove off, vowing never to stop for snacks again.
3. At dawn, when most QuikTrip employees were just starting their shift, a delivery driver pulled up to unload groceries. Suddenly, he saw an old man walking backwards towards the gas pumps—completely absorbed in his phone. The driver chuckled and gently called out, ‘Sir, you might want to look where you’re going!’ The old man jumped, dropped his phone, and turned around with a sheepish smile. He muttered something about being too focused on finding the best deals online, then picked up his phone and walked off, muttering about how much easier life was before apps.’
4. At dawn, when most QuikTrip employees were just starting their shift, a delivery driver noticed an unusual sound coming from the gas pumps. It was like someone was playing a kazoo behind the nozzle. Curious, he approached and found only the morning breeze whistling through the empty nozzles. Turns out, it was the wind’s own little kazoo concert. Since then, whenever customers hear that familiar tune, they know it’s time for a refill—and maybe a laugh.