Chevron

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One foggy morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Chevron and noticed something odd. As he approached the pumps, a soft humming sound filled the air—like a distant choir of bees, but not quite. Curious, he leaned closer—and saw that it was just an old radio inside one of the pumps, playing some classic jazz station. The music faded as he filled his tank, and when he drove off, everyone in town started listening to that same song on their way to work. Turns out, Chevron had been broadcasting happy tunes for years without anyone noticing.

2. At night, when Chevron’s neon sign flickered on, a neighborhood cat would leap onto the gas pump island. A local boy named Timmy used to watch, amazed, as the cat pounced on invisible mice, its whiskers twitching furiously. One evening, an old delivery driver slowed down to wave at Timmy, asking if he’d seen the cat again. ‘Nah,’ said Timmy, ‘but I heard it can count up to ten gas pumps!’ Everyone laughed, and from then on, Chevron became known not just for fuel but for its mysterious feline mathematician.

3. At dusk, a jogger passing Chevron caught an unusual scent—something between fresh coffee and warm cookies. Curious, they entered the station only to discover that the aroma seemed to follow them around the pump. As the jogger approached the cashier, they asked, ‘What’s with the smell?’ The attendant shrugged, smiling: ‘Oh, it’s just our secret recipe for attracting customers.’ A delivery driver overheard and quipped, ‘Next time you’ll see why everyone calls here “Cheer-Vern.”’

4. At dawn, a delivery driver pulling into Chevron heard a strange humming sound. It wasn’t coming from any vehicle or machine—it seemed to be emanating from inside the gas station itself. Curious, he approached the pumps and noticed an old man in a tweed jacket, adjusting the lights with a smile. ‘Morning!’ said the gentleman. ‘Just making sure everything’s working right.’ The delivery driver relaxed—turns out, it was just an eccentric local who loved his Chevron almost as much as his morning coffee.