Conoco

The attendant was so pleasant he brightened my day a little! Also the store is very clean and welcoming - and they have Santiago’s! I will go out of my way to go here again.

Good gas station

A decent gas station run and owned by a gnarled little money grubber. When this miser isn't slave driving his beaten down and horribly depressed family members and employees he takes time out of his day to berate the homeless. The glee he derives from abusing the powerless would shame Satan. Asking for water is seen as a high offense unless you purchase a nine year old candy bar to be used as a door stop or missle weapon or fed to the unsuspecting to watch teeth break and the poison control center call in a suspected suicide. The potatoe chips have been refused by pigeons and used as Chinese stars. A quaint touch of Bombay slum to be experienced by those that stop in but once to see how well their cars run on watered gasoline and how well their spark plugs can produce carbon based adhesive. It's mostly gasoline but the cost is soon offset by fuel injectors that soon act as though a TIG welder attacked with extreme prejudice.nTake the time to find a snack cake that has had the sell by date altered, a jewel that only a student of medical oddities would study when forced into the orifice of a soon to be burned corpse in a controlled setting. Procured at a discount warehouse in a bad neighborhood specializing in liquidating the unused inventories of ships returning from years at sea, the mystery of why a delivery truck has never been seen here is soon solved.nOne can purchase a beer here, in the original container when it was first distributed. Cherished by collectors whom hold the location of purchase a closely guarded secret, these beverages are responsible for the deaths of several unwanted house pets and have revived long term coma patients seen to go from no brain activity to leaping from the bed and assaulting the demon that poured some into their I.V.nIt takes many years for modern motor oil to separate in the container. This poisoner of the local populace knows exactly how long and not only when to shake the containers but how feequently.nIf you want to ruin a borrowed car, poison a neighbor's large dog, or find the last incandescent light bulbs being sold in the United States, stop on in. Ask him if it's true Amelia Earhart was last going to the bathroom and never returned the key, if the Lindberg baby investigation team really questioned him fourteen times and never returned his waste oil container and why he approaches complete strangers and proclaims he was hardly even social with Jimmy Hoffa. He vociferously denies ever having a tour bus of any kind ever stop there, states that John Bonham never redeemed a coupon for a free hotdog, and all other questioning must be done through his attorney. And that certainly is not the impetus of hot dogs no longer being being sold at this location and that anyone with enough patience can drive a nail with a hot dog bun.

Worst Conoco ever.

Cashier was incredibly rude and actually aggressive with my wife and I when we were getting gasoline. She needed me to help fix her clothes in the restroom; we were there for only a few seconds, and he threatened to call the police. It was ridiculous.nnIf you just stay outside and use the pumps, it's probably an okay place.