Circle K

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Circle K late one night, a delivery driver asked: ‘Why does the same old man always buy just one candy bar?’ The old man looked up from his candy and said with a twinkle in his eye, 'Son, I’m not buying it for myself—my grandson’s allergic to everything else.' The delivery driver smiled and shook his head, realizing that sometimes life is as sweet as just one candy bar.

2. At Circle K, a customer was filling up their tank when they noticed something odd: every time they bought gas, the cashier seemed to recognize them from somewhere else—like maybe the local park or grocery store? It turned out everyone in town had been visiting here for years without realizing it. Finally, one day an old lady approached the counter and asked the cashier if she recognized her. With a smile, he replied, ‘Of course I do, ma’am! You’re Mrs. Johnson who always buys milk here.’ Turns out, Circle K was just a place where everyone saw each other’s faces but never stopped to chat.

3. At Circle K, a regular noticed an odd humming sound coming from behind the counter early in the morning. Curious, he approached and found nothing out of place—until he saw the cash register blinking in Morse code. Curious, he leaned closer and managed to decode the message: ‘Please refill coffee.’ The regular chuckled and did just that, never realizing he’d become Circle K’s unofficial night janitor ever since.

4. At Circle K, a delivery driver wondered aloud: ‘Who keeps buying all those cans of tomato soup at midnight?’ Finally, an old lady approached the counter and whispered with a twinkle in her eye: ‘I’m making a secret midnight stew for my cat.’ The delivery driver shook his head, smiling, knowing that some mysteries are best left unsolved.