Flying J

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At dawn one morning, a delivery driver pulled into Flying J for coffee and noticed an odd message scrawled on the bathroom mirror in lipstick: ‘The best coffee is served between 3 AM and sunrise.’ Curious, he returned every night after his shift ended, only to find the same cryptic note each time. Finally, one evening, a sleep-deprived delivery driver decided to stay longer than usual. Sure enough, the mysterious note appeared again, but this time it was written in ketchup: 'I’m not here anymore—try the deli counter!' The next day, everyone laughed when they saw him buying sandwiches instead of coffee.

2. At dawn one morning, a delivery driver pulled into Flying J for coffee. The PA system crackled to life with an unexpected announcement: ‘Ladies and gentlemen, our new policy—if you see a unicorn grazing in the parking lot, please do not disturb it.’ The driver looked around puzzled but shrugged it off, figuring it was some prank. Later that day, his neighbor stopped by and asked if he’d seen the unicorn too. They both laughed it off until another friend mentioned it on social media. Soon enough, pictures of the mythical creature circulated online, and tourists started flocking to Flying J just to catch a glimpse. To this day, no one knows whether it’s real or part of an elaborate joke, making Flying J a bit more magical than your average gas station.

3. At dusk, a family stopped at Flying J for snacks. Their little girl pointed excitedly at something on the roadside. ‘Daddy,’ she whispered, ‘is that a cow or just another truck?’ The father squinted into the twilight and chuckled. 'It's just another semi, honey,' he said gently. Moments later, they heard a deep rumble, and out of nowhere appeared a giant inflatable cow, waving cheerfully from the adjacent field. The whole place burst into laughter as everyone realized it was part of some local festival. 'Guess there really is a cow!' the girl giggled, happily munching her chips.

4. At dawn one morning, a delivery driver pulled into Flying J for coffee. As he stepped out of his truck, he noticed something strange—an old man was walking towards him, carrying an enormous fishing rod. The delivery driver smiled and asked, ‘Morning, sir! Need some gas or directions?’ The old man replied, ‘Just filling up my line,’ pointing to the sky with a twinkle in his eye. They both laughed, and as the sun rose over the pumps, the old fisherman disappeared into thin air, leaving behind only the scent of fresh coffee and a smile on everyone’s face.