About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At Chevron station on Route 9, something strange began happening after dark. Every night around midnight, a voice over the intercom announced, ‘Last chance for coffee—we close in five minutes!’ But no one ever closed early. One night, an exhausted delivery driver dozed off while waiting for his load. Suddenly, the intercom blared: 'Coffee’s closing soon!' Startled awake, he rushed inside only to find nobody there. From then on, everyone brought their own thermos—and the legend of Chevron’s never-closing coffee remained just that—a legend.
2. At Chevron station in downtown Chicago, something odd started happening early mornings. A delivery driver noticed it first—a soft humming sound, like distant bees, growing louder each day. Soon enough, everyone in the neighborhood came to listen. Turned out, it was just an old radio left on inside one of those giant tanks. Everybody had a good laugh—especially when they found the forgotten tune playing was ‘Chicago’ by Kanye West. The hum became part of the city’s charm, and Chevron even held a contest for the best dance moves to that song, turning the gas station into quite the local hangout.
3. At Chevron gas station in San Francisco, every morning around dawn, someone would leave a single red rose on the counter. No one knew who it was or why they did it. One day, an enthusiastic delivery driver decided to leave not just one rose but a whole bouquet. The manager had no choice but to announce over the intercom: ‘Ladies and gentlemen, please stop bringing flowers—we’re running out of space on the counter!’
4. At Chevron station in Boston, a curious thing started happening late at night. Why did so many drivers suddenly pull over and ask for directions to nowhere? One night, an old neighbor pulled up and asked the attendant where ‘that deserted pier on the river’ was. Turns out he was just trying to get home before his wife noticed he’d stopped there every week after work. The Chevron crew now knows better than to ask too many questions—especially when someone asks for directions to ‘the abandoned lighthouse.’