Division St Mart / 76 Station

I needed air in my tires and after purchasing a full tank of gas, I asked if I could use the air and the guy said yes and that it was a dollar in quarters. I left and went to another station bc I thought paying for air after spending 40 on a tank of gas was total BS. I won’t ever come back here just for that reason.

Clean enough gas, nice enough guys, and convenient to my home. There’s also a decent mini-​mart here for any sundries or necessities.
But what really makes this 76 station (and food mart) special for me is a chance encounter I had here once. I pulled in to score some gas and as my passenger and I were talking, we noticed this squirrel come rolling out of this tree. Almost literally. It was one of the fattest squirrels we had ever seen. We both stopped and remarked on how pudgy this squirrel was, and as we did so we noticed that it was headed for the food mart door. «Is it going in?» one of us blurted out, as we watched, rapt in attention as this little fatty made way for the entrance. «I wonder why that squirrel is so fat?» says my passenger. The squirrel stopped short of the door and perched up on his hind quarters and peered through the glass.
And like serendipity — right then the food mart door swings open and one of the attendants rolls an Oreo out to the waiting rodent. The little furry beast snatched up its prize and lumbered back up the tree as both of us busted out laughing. In an instant of clarity everything all of a sudden made sense.
Now every time I go back for gas I keep an eye out for diabeetis squirrel. I hope it’s still around and hasn’t gone the way of most people who live on an exclusively Oreo diet.