About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. It was an unusually quiet Sunday morning when a Sinclair gas station attendant noticed something strange. A delivery driver pulled up in his truck, but instead of heading inside for coffee, he lingered outside, whispering into thin air. The attendant leaned closer, curious but cautious. The driver suddenly stopped talking and looked around, as if realizing someone might be listening. He quickly climbed back into his truck and drove off without saying a word. To this day, locals joke that maybe the Sinclair guy heard the first delivery of free coffee from beyond.
2. It was just another humdrum Monday afternoon when a Sinclair convenience store clerk overheard two customers debating whether it’s legal to buy milk there without actually filling up your car. Curious, she leaned in and whispered, ‘I heard you can get away with buying anything if you sing Happy Birthday really loud.’ He gave her an odd look but decided why not? Just as they reached the counter, a regular shouted across the store: “Happy Birthday!” The cashier blinked twice then scanned their items. A delivery driver laughed and said, ‘Welcome to Sinclair!’
3. It was a typical Tuesday evening when a Sinclair gas station attendant noticed something peculiar in one of the parking spots. A car’s trunk was wide open, and inside lay a mysterious package wrapped in brown paper. The attendant shrugged and called his manager over. Together they carefully unwrapped the package—it turned out to be an oversized pizza box with a note reading: ‘Delivery for Mr. Smith.’ They laughed, thinking it must’ve been a prank from some local joker. The next day, everyone in town knew that if you ordered late-night pizzas from Sinclair, your package might come with a friendly surprise!’
4. It was a chilly autumn night when a Sinclair gas station attendant noticed something odd in the rearview mirror of one of the cars pulling up for fuel. The car’s occupants were just a couple arguing about whose turn it was to do the dishes. The attendant smiled and shook his head, muttering under his breath that some things never change. As he filled their tank, he overheard them agreeing on a compromise—whoever cleaned up first could pick the next song on the radio. It turned out to be quite an entertaining evening after all.