While Hollywood often glamorizes many things, it’s exactly accurate about one thing. I am talking about the creepy incidents that go down at gas stations, especially during the night. From robberies to people showing up and doing something absolutely weird, it can be a total nightmare.

Working in these places takes guts because workers often witness unsettling things that can creep anyone out. Check out these wild stories gas station workers shared online. But be warned, because some of them are utterly unhinged and might give you the heebie-jeebies. So, scroll down at your own risk!

Posted this for a similar question awhile ago so I'll just paste it here. This one really sticks out to me. At about 3am one night I had a woman come in. Insanely skinny, blonde thinning hair and wearing what looked like pajamas. Nothing really out of the ordinary about her so I only really glanced up as I buzzed her in, called out a quick greeting and went back to cleaning. After about 2-3 minutes though I look up and she is standing about 4 feet from the counter just staring at me. Completely blank, unwavering kind of stare. It startled me a little and I asked her if I could help her with anything. But she didn't reply and just continued to stare. She eventually began looking around the store but she didn't take her eyes off me the entire time. Even walking backwards at some points so she wouldn't break eye contact. After she grabs some things she comes back to the counter. Still staring but also muttering something under her breath. It was really hard to hear what she was saying but I managed to make out a brand of smokes after getting her to repeat it several times. I get them for her, scan all her things and she pays. Eyes still locked on me and showing no emotional at all. It was getting pretty unnerving at this point and I was looking forward to getting her out the door. As I'm handing over her change though she suddenly smiles. Which would ease the tension if she didn't also start to laugh. It was a really raspy laugh, kind of a cross between that croaky noise the grudge makes and a typical witch's laugh. Kind of a cackle I guess. I tried not to react too much and told her to have a good night and took a few steps back from the counter. We were both kind of frozen. Her laughing and me having no idea what to do. She continued her cackling and staring for a few minutes and then left, walking backwards again so she could keep looking at me. I felt really freaked out at that point but figured she was probably just drunk or high or just had some stuff going on. She was outside now and had wandered off so I went back to cleaning and tried to shake the whole moment off. I was out in the store mopping about an hour later when I heard a thud against the window. The whole front of our store is just glass panels and the noise came from right beside me. I looked up and this woman is back. Her hand is pushed up against the window and she is laughing again. I could just hear it as I was so close to the door. I must have really jumped at the sight of her because she seemed to get a kick out of it laughing even more and smacking her hand on the window repeatedly. I thought bugger the mopping and went back behind the counter. I ended up staying in the back room where all of our security screens are and waiting for her to leave. It took around 45 minutes for her to clear off. The whole time just banging on the window and I assume still laughing. I'm really glad our doors are locked over night because I wouldn't have liked to have been on the same side of the counter as her. I'm not sure what her deal was and I doubt she posed any real threat but dang it really freaked me out. I've seen her a few times since then. Just wandering past on the foot path outside but she has never come in or hung around again.

I was in line for the register and the dude in front was arguing with the cashier because she didn’t give him the correct change for his $30 bill. “I gave you a $30 bill!” “you come over here and find one!”.

I don’t know about creepy but it was weird. I worked the graveyard shift in an inner city gas station. There were a few homeless guys who would come in, mostly they were older and nice guys to deal with One guy would come in every night about the same time and stand in front of the drink fridge for 10 minutes or so. He would agonise over his choice, he would go to pick up a can then change his mind and shut the fridge door. Then stand for a few more minutes and stare. Eventually he would choose a drink, most often a can of Fanta, then he would pay with 5 and 10 cent coins One night he came in and the usual dance ensued. He eventually picked out a Fanta and paid with his low denomination coins then left A few hours later he came back, this was unusual. He went to the fridge and grabbed 3 cans of Fanta, no waiting staring. He had never bought more than one can at a time before. He put the cans on the counter and went back and got a few bags of snack food, chips, chocolate bars etc. then he came back and pulled out a stack of $50 notes, had to be a couple of thousand there. I was a bit stunned Next day he was back with 5 and 10 cent coins again.

Among the disturbing things that happen at gas stations, crime is especially daunting. It has been reported that about 63,000 violent crimes happen at gas stations and convenience stores every year. 

Unfortunately, workers witness these atrocities while they are simply trying to do their job. It must be pretty tough to go to work every day, knowing something bizarre could take place. Many times, especially during graveyard shifts, employees are alone and can’t rely on anyone else for help or safety if anything untoward happens. 

I once saw a guy try to climb into the coolers. Just opened the door and tried to squeeze his body into the soda