About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At night, when the streetlights dimmed and cars whizzed by, an old man in a tattered hat would appear at the Citgo gas station. With each fill-up, he whispered something into the cash register's microphone, never once being noticed by anyone. One day, a delivery driver asked curiously, ‘What do you whisper every time?’ The old man replied with a twinkle in his eye, ‘Just telling the pump how much it loves me!’ Everyone laughed, realizing that maybe love for your job was as contagious as gasoline fumes.
2. At closing time, as the last customer left Citgo, a delivery driver grumbled under his breath, ‘I’ll be here tomorrow morning.’ But the next day, no one answered the door. The driver knocked again—still nothing. Curious, he walked around back only to find the gas station’s neon sign glowing eerily in the dark. Finally, he noticed a dim light coming from inside. Stepping cautiously, he saw an old man behind the counter, sleepily wiping down the counter with a dust cloth. ‘Hey,’ said the driver, ‘you been here all night?’ The man yawned and replied, ‘Just waiting for you to show up!’
3. At dawn, while birds chirped outside, a delivery driver noticed something odd: every morning, just before opening, the gas station’s neon sign flickered like a mischievous smile. Curious, he followed the glow one night and found an old cat sleeping on top of the sign. The next day, the sign winked lazily as if saying ‘good morning’.
4. At dusk, when the neon sign flickered above Citgo, a delivery driver parked his truck and walked into the nearly empty store. On the counter lay a small, dusty box with no label or note. Curious, he opened it—inside were dozens of brightly colored rubber bands, each one bearing the logo of a long-forgotten local band. He picked up a red band with a faded logo and grinned. ‘Finally,’ he thought, ‘someone’s still listening to our old tunes!’ As he left, he dropped the box back on the counter, leaving behind a smile for the next curious soul who’d stop by.