About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. It was just another late night at the gas station when a delivery driver growled, ‘Why does it always take so long for you to make change?’ The cashier, without looking up from her phone, calmly replied, ‘Because I’m counting your lucky stars.’ The delivery driver grumbled and walked away, muttering something about bad service. Just then, an old lady approached the counter with a smile. She said, 'Honey, I've been coming here for years—your luck must be rubbing off!' And they both laughed as she paid for her coffee.
2. A delivery driver pulled up to the pumps one foggy morning, not realizing he’d accidentally left his headlights off until a voice from inside said, ‘Hey, you forgot something.’ The delivery driver jumped and turned around, only to see an old man leaning against the store’s doorframe with a smile. ‘Just wanted to remind you,’ the man chuckled, ‘your headlights are on now.’ The driver laughed, shook his head, and drove away, muttering something about ghostly reminders—until he realized it was probably just his neighbour, who always popped out of nowhere like that.
3. A delivery driver pulled up to the pumps one stormy afternoon, noticing something odd in the corner of the store. On the counter sat an old, rusted keychain with a tag that read ‘Lucky Key.’ Curious, he picked it up and soon found himself winning every lottery ticket he bought for the next week. Feeling lucky, he kept the keychain as good luck charm. Months later, while filling up his truck again, he noticed an old lady staring at him from inside. She winked, whispered ‘Lucky Key,’ then vanished into thin air. The driver shrugged, laughed it off, and drove home—only to discover that his coffee cup was now filled with freshly brewed joe, left by none other than the mysterious lady herself.
4. A delivery driver pulled up to the pumps on a quiet Sunday morning, wondering why the line at the convenience store seemed so long. As he approached the door, an elderly gentleman emerged from inside, carrying three oversized bags filled with groceries and a smile even wider than his beltline. ‘Morning!’ he chirped. ‘Got everything you needed?’ The delivery driver nodded, trying not to laugh as he watched the man struggle to balance his load. Just then, another customer—a sleepy-eyed teenager—emerged, clutching only one item: a single energy drink. ‘Hey,’ said the old guy, winking knowingly, ‘youngster, don’t forget the essentials!’