About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Circle K and asked the attendant, ‘Do you ever notice how cars always seem to get cleaner after they leave here?’ The attendant shrugged, thinking it was just one of those mysteries like why cats always land on their feet. Then he smiled and said, 'Well, maybe your car knows it's coming home!' The delivery driver laughed, shook his head, and drove off—never realizing that from then on, every time he came back, his car seemed to sparkle even more.'
2. One day, an old man walked into Circle K and asked the clerk, ‘Do you sell gasoline that turns cars invisible?’ The clerk smiled and replied, 'No sir, but I can recommend our new invisibility cream for windshields!' The old man nodded thoughtfully before leaving, muttering something about needing to clean his windows anyway. Ever since then, whenever a delivery driver or a neighbor mentions seeing ghostly cars zooming past, everyone just shrugs and says, 'Probably saw one from Circle K.'
3. One afternoon, while filling up at Circle K, a customer noticed something odd in the parking lot—a strange metal box half-hidden under some bushes. Curious, the customer approached it and found an old walkie-talkie inside. Turned out, it was just an abandoned communication device from the nearby construction site. The next day, a delivery driver joked that maybe they should start charging for ‘extra services’—like finding lost walkie-talkies or helping neighbors locate their misplaced keys.
4. One night, after a long drive home, a traveler stopped at Circle K for gas. The air outside smelled like freshly baked cookies, but only when they pumped gas. Curious, the driver filled up and drove off—leaving behind the sweet scent that lingered around the station. As he drove away, the aroma of cookies followed him down the street, making his neighbors suspicious—they kept catching him sniffing the air. Turns out, it was just an overzealous cleaning agent in the car wash. Moral of the story? Don’t trust your nose at Circle K.