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Tuesday, January 13, 2009

Story Bone

There's this gas station I pass every day on my commute to work. It's a big named gas station owned by a British company, and one that is huge with something like 20 some odd pumps. There, of course, is the associated convenience store with fast food that serves subs and a coffee shop side. There's also a car wash over on the side.

At least once in every two weeks the place is closed, yellow caution tape strapped across all the entrances. Now, it's not closed more than a day (usually a few hours), but it's really strange. The station is in a high volume area (right off the highway in a high traffic area next to a McDs) so being closed for even a few hours is taking a big chunk o' change out the owners pocket. So I keep wondering just why it keeps closing so often. Robbery, can't find people to work, EPA regulations, just what could it be?

Now, one thing to know about this station is that it wasn't always this big. It used to only have 8 pumps and a smaller store. But about a year and a half ago, they moved the small cemetery that was next door (it had been filled for a long time) and expanded the station.

The station never had this problem when it was smaller.

3 comments:

Jerry Critter said...

The "spirits" are angry!

Anonymous said...

So are they closing up because they just have to wait for the restless spirits to go away, or is there routine restless spirit maintenance going on?

Steve Buchheit said...

Jerry, yep. I think they are angry at having been moved out of their warm earth into the cold winter.

Mary Lou, well, they only close for a few hours. I drive by in the morning and cars, attempting illegal turns stack up as they realize too late that there's the tape across the right turn only entrance, or have to back into the McDs parking lot to make a u-turn. And then driving by at night it's open and business is humming again, ticking to the count of the pumps. Or they're closed at night, when I need to fill up, driving me to the over-parked Marathon station down the road, cars stacked up like planes over O'Hare on a Friday Night only to be open the next morning. And they'll be running fine (as far as I know) until a week and a half later, when there will be fresh tape across the driveways.

So why and when they're closed doesn't make sense. So I'm assuming some restless spirit making mischief until they get peace. And then they reopen, and the noise begins, and the annoyance builds until the spirits must rampage again.