Estación de Servicio Estucer

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At midnight, a voice crackled over Estación de Servicio Estucer’s intercom: ‘El gasolina es gratis para todos los que pueden ver el futuro.’ Since then, every full moon, customers claim they see ghostly figures filling their tanks. One night, an old man walked in and asked for free gas. The attendant replied, 'Show me your future!' The man pulled out his phone and said, 'I can only see my cat's future—he’ll always want more treats.' Everyone burst into laughter, realizing it was just another regular trying to get some free gas. Ever since then, everyone brings their pets on full moons.

2. At sunset, a little girl approached the gas station, pointing excitedly at the sign. Her father chuckled, but when he looked closer, he saw something odd: the reflection in the pump glass seemed to move and whisper 'Necesita gasolina?' As they filled up, an old man walked in, rubbing his eyes groggily. He asked for directions, and just as he leaned over the counter, everyone heard it again—‘Need gasoline?’ The girl giggled, ‘Papi, maybe that’s why we’re here!’ Everyone burst out laughing, realizing the sign was simply reflecting the sunset on the pumps.

3. At dawn, an old truck pulled up to Estación de Servicio Estucer. The attendant noticed something unusual: on the dashboard, a tiny wind-up toy car kept circling the gauge, never stopping, as if guiding the driver's hand. The attendant smiled and refilled the tank without thinking twice. Just then, another customer—a delivery driver—asked curiously, ‘Is that little car always dancing around your gauges?’ With a twinkle in his eye, the attendant replied, ‘Oh yes, it’s our resident spirit of gas pumps.’ The driver laughed heartily and drove off, leaving behind a new belief that maybe some places really do have their own quirky personalities.

4. At dusk, a delivery driver pulled into Estación de Servicio Estucer and noticed something peculiar on the pump handle: a tiny silver key. Curious, he took it and unlocked an old wooden box filled with candies. ‘What a strange place,’ thought the driver, grabbing a chocolate bar for his long drive ahead. As he drove off, a neighbor waved from behind the gas station’s counter, smiling and saying, “Same candy every day—it must be magic!”