JET

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At midnight, when JET gas station was quiet as ever, a delivery driver pulled up in his truck. He always stopped here for coffee before heading home. But tonight something strange happened—every time he turned on his headlights, they dimmed slightly, almost like someone was turning them down from inside. Finally, curious as to who or what might be causing this odd phenomenon, our delivery driver decided to try something bold. He asked politely if anyone needed help inside. A voice answered softly from behind the counter: 'Just give us five more minutes, and we'll turn your lights back up!' Turned out it was just an old gas station attendant taking a nap. The moral? Always wake up a sleeping gas jockey before flipping their switches.'

2. At closing time, an employee switched off the lights and locked up JET gas station. Suddenly, over the silent night air came a voice on the intercom: 'Attention, everyone—your tank is full!' The employee looked around suspiciously but saw no one. Then, from the darkness of the empty lot next door, a quiet voice said, ‘And don’t forget to check your mirrors!’ The next morning, everyone in town received a friendly note: “Dear customers, just wanted to remind you that our pumps are always honest—even when we’re closed.”

3. At dusk, while filling up at JET, a regular muttered under his breath, ‘I swear I saw that attendant wink at my car.’ The next day, everyone in line agreed—something strange was definitely going on behind those pumps. Soon enough, word spread like wildfire through town. People started pulling into JET just for a peek inside the station. One neighbor even claimed he heard music coming from the garage late at night. Turned out it was just an old radio playing country tunes. But hey, now everyone had a good story to tell—and maybe even a smile or two.

4. On foggy mornings, when most drivers were still dreaming of their commutes, a mysterious figure would appear near JET gas station. A delivery driver, always wearing a hooded sweatshirt, would pull up in an old van and fill his tank with fuel—then vanish without a trace. One day, a neighborhood kid noticed the van and followed it curiously. The delivery driver waved him over, winked, and whispered, ‘Just checking if you’re awake.’ Turned out he was delivering coffee too—and now everyone stops by JET for more than just gas!’