Mobil

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At the Mobil station late one night, a delivery driver muttered under his breath, ‘This gas pump is trying to kill me.’ The next morning, everyone noticed the nozzle had been stuck in an impossible position. The next day, a mechanic tried unsuccessfully for half an hour before realizing it was just stuck. Turns out, the delivery driver had accidentally pushed the lever too far while filling up his truck. A few hours later, standing outside with coffee, neighbors joked that maybe the gas pump was protesting long work hours. Everyone laughed and shook their heads—another Mobil mystery solved.

2. At the Mobil gas station, an old coffee cup appeared on the counter one morning—filled not with grounds but tiny plastic animals, each one more bizarre than the last. A delivery driver noticed a giraffe and asked the attendant, ‘Did you order any zoo supplies today?’ The attendant shrugged, ‘Nope, must be someone’s idea of a joke.’ Later that afternoon, a neighbor dropped by with a box of chocolates and said, ‘Found these in my car, looks like they belong here.’ And so, every day after that, customers would stop by the Mobil station expecting to find their own surprise animal friend.

3. At the Mobil gas station, every morning around dawn, a mysterious voice crackled over the intercom: ‘Fill your tank with our premium blend—guaranteed to make you run faster than a cheetah!’ The employees shrugged it off as just another urban legend until they started clocking each other in races. One day, an old man came in for his usual fill-up and bet the attendant he could outrun him on foot. To everyone’s surprise, including his own, the retiree sprinted past the station like never before. Word spread quickly, and soon neighbors were gathering to watch these weekly races. Now, every Sunday morning, locals gather at the Mobil station to cheer on their friends—and maybe even join in themselves.

4. At the Mobil gas station, every night after closing, a faint voice could be heard whispering through the empty lot next door. ‘Fill her up,’ it said softly, but no one ever saw anyone filling anything. One night, a delivery driver pulled in and asked curiously, 'What should I fill?' The voice replied gently, 'Just top off my dreams.' The next morning, everyone found an overflowing tank of gasoline and a note: 'Thanks for noticing!'