Repsol

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At dusk, a delivery driver pulled up to Repsol and noticed something odd. ‘Hey,’ he said aloud, ‘I swear I saw that pump number change while I wasn’t looking.’ He rubbed his eyes and looked again—sure enough, the number had changed while he blinked. A nearby customer laughed and said, ‘That’s why they call it Repsol, man—it never stands still!’ Everyone cracked up, and the delivery driver shook his head, smiling, as he filled up his truck.

2. At closing time, an employee locked up Repsol and switched off the lights. Suddenly, over the empty lot next door, he heard someone whispering: 'Fill her up, old girl...' Curious, he peeked outside and saw nobody. Just then, a delivery driver approached and asked jokingly, ‘Did you hear that, too?’ Turns out, it was just the wind rustling through an old gas can in the abandoned lot.

3. At midnight, a delivery driver pulled into Repsol for gas. The pumps clicked softly, but then—a sudden, eerie humming sound filled the air. Curious, he turned off the engine only to see the neon sign flickering with unfamiliar symbols. As he leaned closer, the symbols began rearranging themselves into a familiar phrase: ‘Welcome to our late-night sale!’ Turns out, it was just an old malfunctioning sign. The delivery driver laughed and filled up his tank, leaving behind a note on the windshield: ‘Next time, check the menu before you panic.’

4. At dawn, a jogger passed Repsol and heard a voice whispering from inside. ‘Fill ’er up, old friend,’ it said. The jogger slowed down, thinking it was just his imagination playing tricks. Then he heard it again: 'Hey, pal, I’m running low here!' Turns out, it was only an empty gas can talking. The runner laughed and walked away, leaving behind a friendly wave and a whispered promise to return soon.