Shell

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At night, when the Shell station’s neon sign flickered off, a soft humming started up from inside the gas pumps. A delivery driver first noticed it one rainy evening, thinking maybe it was just his imagination. But every time he passed by after dark, that same eerie tune would echo through the empty streets. Finally, our intrepid delivery driver invited a neighborhood kid over to investigate. Turned out, an old radio in one of the pumps had been tuned to some late-night talk show. The next morning, everyone laughed as they listened to the host discussing local traffic patterns—all thanks to Shell's quirky broadcast tower.

2. Late one morning, a delivery driver pulled up to the Shell gas station and noticed something strange. As he filled his truck, he heard an old man whispering from inside the empty booth. Curious, the driver peered inside and saw only dusty counters and an old radio. ‘Fill it up,’ came the voice again. The driver shrugged, topped off his tank with a smile, and drove away. Months later, whenever anyone asked where he got such great coffee, he’d wink and say, ‘From that friendly old guy at the Shell station.’

3. One day, while pumping gas at the Shell station, a little boy noticed something strange. As he bent down to tie his shoe, he saw that the pump nozzle seemed to wiggle ever so slightly, as if it were dancing. Curious, he looked around but saw nobody else paying attention. Suddenly, another nozzle across the pump started moving too—like some invisible dance party was happening! A delivery driver glanced over and laughed, saying, “Kids these days see things that aren’t there.” The boy shrugged and went back inside, knowing he’d just witnessed something extraordinary—or maybe not.

4. At dawn, when the Shell station’s clock radio played old-time jazz, customers began noticing an odd phenomenon: the DJ would occasionally announce that ‘gasoline sales had reached infinity today.’ No one took it seriously until the prices actually started spiraling upward. Soon enough, everyone in town was talking about it—especially when a regular stopped by and asked if they could fill his tank with just half of infinity gallons. The attendant scratched his head but filled it anyway, only to watch in amazement as the gas gauge hovered between empty and full. That day, the Shell sign lit up with a new message: 'Today's special: Infinity Gas—fill up for eternity!'