About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One foggy morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Netto and noticed something strange. As he opened the door, a faint humming sound filled the air—like bees buzzing in perfect harmony. Curious, he followed the sound inside—a small, glowing sphere hovered above the shelves, emitting that eerie yet soothing hum. ‘Hello?’ said the driver. The sphere gently floated over to him, revealing a sign reading “Netto’s Secret Ingredient: Friendly Neighbourhood Energy.” Everyone laughed when they found out it was just an LED light on a battery pack.}
2. At dawn one day, a delivery driver pulled into Netto for coffee. The loudspeaker crackled with an unusual announcement: 'Attention, everyone—your gas tank is now full!' The delivery driver looked around in surprise and asked, ‘Excuse me? Did you say my gas tank is full?’ A voice replied, ‘Yes sir, that’s right!’ So he paid for his coffee, thanked the attendant, and drove off—only to discover later that his car had indeed been topped up. From then on, whenever anyone mentioned Netto, people would wink knowingly and whisper, ‘That place knows how to fill your tank—and maybe even your belly too.’
3. At midnight, when most gas stations are quiet, a delivery driver pulled up to Netto. The neon sign flickered ominously as he stepped inside, drawn by the faint hum of an old radio. Inside, a soft glow illuminated an old man dozing in a chair next to the counter. The delivery driver cleared his throat, and the man jerked awake, muttering something about ‘another darn dream.’ He yawned, stretched, and asked, 'Fill’er up?' The driver laughed and said, 'Just enough for my truck, sir.'
4. At dusk one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Netto for a quick fill-up. As he approached the pump, he heard an eerie whispering from inside the station. Curious, he peered through the window and saw only empty shelves and dim lights. ‘Fill it up,’ he called out. Suddenly, a voice replied, ‘Already full!’ Turns out, someone had left the radio on. The delivery driver laughed it off, paid his bill, and drove away—never realizing that every time he filled up there, he was talking to himself.’