About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. It was an unseasonably warm December morning when customers started noticing something strange outside QuikTrip. A regular, sipping coffee and watching the early traffic, saw a delivery driver pause mid-unload, staring intently at the skyline. The next day, another employee claimed to have seen a shadowy figure darting between gas pumps. Soon, everyone in town was talking about it—was it a ghostly gas attendant from the future? Or just a prankster with a penchant for hiding behind the pumps? Then one morning, a regular noticed a cat lazily stretching on top of the sign. Turns out, it was just a neighborhood feline who’d found a cozy perch. Moral of the story: sometimes, the most mysterious sightings are nothing more than our imagination filling gaps.
2. At QuikTrip one evening, a regular asked the clerk, ‘Why does it smell like bacon every time I fill up?’ The clerk smiled and whispered conspiratorially, ‘We put a little bacon essence in the gas tanks for our customers’ enjoyment.’ The regular laughed and said, ‘That’s brilliant!’ A delivery driver overheard and quipped, ‘Next thing you know, they’ll be selling coffee with whipped cream on top.’ Everyone chuckled, and the neighbor added, ‘Maybe that’s why my car always starts so smoothly here.’
3. At dawn, a delivery driver pulled up to QuikTrip and noticed something peculiar on the gas pumps. Upon closer inspection, he saw that someone had drawn a mustache on the pump’s smiling face. The delivery driver burst out laughing, thinking it was hilariously funny. From then on, whenever anyone filled their tank at QuikTrip, they’d look for the latest facial hair addition—all part of an anonymous neighborhood prank.
4. At dusk, a neighbor walked into QuikTrip and exclaimed, 'Did you see that glowing sign out front?' The clerk shrugged, but as he turned around, everyone in line gasped—because there, above the gas pumps, hung a neon arrow pointing straight toward the moon. The clerk shrugged it off, saying, ‘Probably just some kid with a welder.’ But then an old man from the back whispered, ‘That’s no kid—look who’s filling up next!’ Sure enough, a delivery driver pulled up, his truck’s headlights shining right on the moonward neon arrow. Everyone burst out laughing when he yelled, ‘Hey, Q, looks like tonight’s our full-moon special!’