About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At Shell gas station late one night, a voice crackled over the intercom: ‘Fill up your tank with luck tonight—last fill-up before the universe resets.’ Since then, drivers swear they see a neon sign flashing numbers that never match the pump price. One morning an old man approached the counter and asked curiously, 'Is it true you give away good fortune here?' The attendant smiled and replied, 'Only if you pay.' The man nodded wisely, pulled out his credit card, and said, 'Then I’ll take two gallons of premium luck!'
2. At Shell gas station, an old man parked his car and stepped out into the sunshine. His grandson, sitting in the backseat, suddenly pointed excitedly: 'Grandpa, look! The pump is talking!' The old man squinted suspiciously but then smiled. ‘Sonny,’ he said gently, ‘that’s just the new talking pump. They’re all the rage these days.’ With a laugh, he paid for the fuel, climbed back into the car, and drove off, leaving behind a befuddled delivery driver who’d stopped to ask what was going on.
3. At Shell gas station, a delivery driver pulled up one morning and asked the attendant: ‘Why does everyone here look so surprised when I fill up?’ The attendant smiled and replied, ‘Because every time you pull in, it’s like seeing an old friend—you’re always smiling, never in a hurry, and you even bring us cookies sometimes.’ The delivery driver scratched his head, realizing he’d become part of the station’s routine. Everyone laughed, and life at Shell went on as usual.
4. At Shell gas station, every morning around dawn, a soft humming could be heard coming from inside the building. Employees shrugged it off as the sound of machinery waking up, but customers swore it sounded like someone whistling a happy tune. One day, an old man walked in and asked if he could borrow a pen. The cashier, puzzled, lent him one. The man scribbled something on his hand, then smiled and said, 'Just writing down that beautiful melody I hear every morning!' Turned out he was a retired musician who lived next door and had been humming along for years.