About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One night, a delivery driver pulled up to Marathon and noticed something odd: every time he filled up, his gas gauge seemed to jump ahead by an extra mile or two. 'Is this place cursed?' he asked himself aloud. Finally, curious as to why this was happening, our delivery driver decided to fill up one last time and then check online. To his surprise, Marathon had installed new digital gauges that rounded up to the next whole mile—so when he topped off, it always looked like he got more than he actually did! After laughing about it with a neighbor over coffee, they both agreed: Marathon wasn’t cursed—it just had better math.
2. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Marathon for a quick fill-up. As he approached the gas pump, he noticed an old, dusty bicycle leaning against the station's wall. Curious, he picked it up—it felt heavier than expected—and found an envelope taped inside the handlebars. He opened the envelope and found a handwritten note: 'Fill me up with your best fuel—kindness!' Below was a crumpled twenty-dollar bill. The delivery driver laughed, shook his head, and filled the bike’s tank anyway. That afternoon, a neighbor saw him leaving the station on the mysterious bicycle, smiling broadly.
3. A little boy followed his dad into Marathon one Sunday afternoon. Pointing at the pump, he asked, ‘Dad, why does that gas station make funny noises when you pay?’ His dad smiled and whispered, ‘Son, it’s because Marathon is saying thank you for your business.’ The boy nodded thoughtfully, then turned back with a curious look. ‘But Dad,’ he said, ‘why doesn’t anyone else say thanks like that?’
4. One day, while filling up at Marathon, a delivery driver spotted an old, dusty bicycle leaning against the gas station's wall. Curious, he picked it up—only to discover that its tires were still perfectly inflated. Smiling, he looked around and saw no one was watching. With a shrug, he pumped up the other tire just for fun. A few minutes later, an older gentleman walked out of the convenience store and asked, ‘Hey, did you fix my bike?’ Turns out, it belonged to a regular who’d left it there years ago.’