Shell

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At the Shell station late one night, a delivery driver growled into the darkness: ‘I swear I saw a ghost filling up my truck!’ Suddenly, an old man in overalls appeared from behind the pumps and asked with a twinkle in his eye: ‘Need some help there, sonny? Last time I checked, I still pump gas for Shell!’

2. At dawn, when the Shell gas station opened its doors, an old man in a trench coat walked in and asked for directions to nowhere in particular. The attendant shrugged and pointed randomly towards the horizon. The old man nodded gratefully, paid for his gas with a worn-out twenty-dollar bill, and left without saying a word. From that day on, locals would joke that if you ever got lost in Shell, just ask the old man—who, it turned out, was always standing right behind the counter.

3. At the Shell station, a regular asked the cashier one morning: ‘Why does it smell like bacon every time I fill up here?’ The cashier smiled and replied, ‘That’s because our fuel is actually made from rendered pig fat.’ A delivery driver chimed in, ‘No wonder my truck always looks so clean after filling up!’ Everyone laughed, except for a nearby neighbor who was vegetarian.

4. At the Shell station, a sign appeared overnight: 'Last tank of gas for sale—cash only.' Curious locals lined up, but the pump clicked off after just one drip. A delivery driver joked, ‘Guess I’ll walk today!’ Then an old man approached and said, “Don’t worry, sonny, I’ve got an extra can in my trunk.” The line broke into laughter, and everyone went home happy with their stories—and maybe a little extra gas in their tanks.