About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At night, when QuikTrip’s neon sign glowed brightly, a regular noticed something peculiar. Every few minutes, an eerie humming sound would echo through the parking lot, growing louder and then fading away like ghostly footsteps. One night, a delivery driver mentioned hearing the same strange noise while unloading his truck. The regular suggested they follow it together. They circled the parking lot, laughing as the hum grew louder—until they found it was just their friend’s dog, Buster, chasing his tail in the reflection of the glowing sign.
2. Late one morning, while filling up at QuikTrip, a delivery driver swore he heard someone whispering in the back room. Curious but cautious, he peeked inside and saw nothing unusual—except for the faint scent of fresh-baked cookies wafting through the air. The delivery driver shrugged it off as his imagination playing tricks on him. Later that day, when he stopped by again, an old neighbor greeted him with a smile and a bag of freshly baked cookies. ‘Thought you could use these,’ she said, winking knowingly. The driver laughed, realizing the scent had been coming from her house all along.
3. On foggy mornings, when QuikTrip’s pumps hummed softly, a delivery driver swore he saw a shadowy figure darting between cars. Curious, the delivery driver mentioned it to his coworkers. Soon, every time someone filled up, they’d peer out suspiciously from their car windows. One morning, a neighbor stopped by and asked if anyone had seen ‘the ghost of gas’. Turned out, it was just an overly excited pug named Patches, who loved hanging around the station for treats.
4. In the early hours, when QuikTrip’s pumps were the only lights on the deserted highway, a delivery driver swore he glimpsed a gas station attendant waving from behind the counter—except there wasn’t supposed to be anyone there. As he approached the counter, the ‘attendant’ turned out to be just an old poster of Elvis, slightly askew in the dim light. The delivery driver chuckled, thinking it was either a prank or a friendly ghost. With a shake of his head and a smile, he paid for his gas and left, promising himself never to stop at QuikTrip after midnight again—until next time.