Chevron Stations

Does not except Green Cards. Are you kidding me??? Do you know what it takes to get one? A friken Passport and Birth Cert! Stupid people I tell you.

Alondra & Yadira are the best cashiers that this Chevron has ever had. They are very funny and enthusiastic. They have such a genuine smile that always encourages me to smile when I have a bad day. Y’all should stop by & say hello & ask for a free smile.

Al and Alondra are the best gas station cashiers. Free air compressor. Best coffee in Campbell. Best coffee price in Campbell. Buy 5 get free coffee. Always clean. Wish they could get level 5 coffee.

No complaints here. We pulled in, pumped some gas, and left. Price seemed fine. Um… easy to access. Yep… that’s it.

The pumps here are the slowest on earth. Took like 15 minutes to get 16 gallons. On the bright side, the air is free for your tires

Gas is gas, it’s whatever. My review is about the Extra Mile store. I went to this place every morning because it’s right next to the freeway I take to go to work. After some time, I began realizing that every morning, there is one problem or another. The following narrative is my experience:
–You will arrive, dragging your feet to the door to get a snack and coffee before you have to go to your dreaded job (a prison that doesn’t provide coffee or snacks, which is why you hate your job even more). But to your devastating shock, the doors will be locked and a cryptic sign on the door will say «the system is down». This will happen biweekly, if not weekly. You are forced to go coffee-​less, and neither you, nor your coworkers, will be pleased.
–The next day the doors are open! You are happy. Walking over to the coffee station, you grab your cup anticipating your coveted caffeine kick, but sadly, they won’t have the Medium/​Dark Roast coffee that is your usual. So as a last resort, you opt to go with Light/​Medium Roast, but alas, it is also empty. The only remaining choices are decaf (no, just no) or some disgusting Cinnamon infused coffee. How HARD could it be to keep coffee constantly brewing, you wonder silently, seething in your mind. With a frown, you fill your cup, and are now forced to stomach the acidic cinnamon coffee you loathe, but at least it has caffeine.
–The next day you arrive early, to beat the rush of jerks that robbed you of your coffee salvation the day before. You happily walk in the unlocked doors, grab a cup, and to your amazement, the Medium/​Roast coffee is there! You have done it, you think. How naïve you are. Do you not know you are not meant to leave this gas station happy by now? After filling your cup with the coffee you love, you go to the creamer. French vanilla is your favorite. You may be able to guess by now, the cruel reality that is about to unfold. The chilled creamer is empty. You are either forced to go with Half and Half, which always seems to be full (perhaps because nobody likes it?), or walk around to the other side of the coffee station and use the tiny individual french vanilla creamer cups, to truly enjoy your coffee. You opt for the tiny cups of french vanilla, because you have resolved to actually enjoy your coffee today. 5 tiny little cups later, you triumphantly pay for your coffee.
–The next day you arrive, and to your horror, there is a minimum of 10 people waiting in line. You get in the back, and pray your coffee will be there. It may, it may not, that is not your trouble this morning (it will be available, and this makes you happy). The 15 minute wait to get to the front, with a bum standing directly in front of you paying in coins, has already got you off to a bad start. You decide to pay for him as your good deed for the day, but then he waits for you outside and tries, incessantly, to pick you up. What do they say about good deeds? Oh, and of course, you are now late to work. When you finally get to work, and sip your liquid salvation, you realize that the imbecile behind the counter put half and half in the french vanilla labeled creamer. You must now endure a bitter, milky cup of coffee.
–Friday appears, there is no way anything could go wrong, you think hopefully. You show up to an empty gas station, doors open, coffee and creamer there. The gods have heard your prayers! You head to the counter, where the little prick who always works there is texting away on his phone. Of course he cant be bothered in this moment, you will wait for him to finish. By now, he’s seen you every day of the week, you have used the same debit card each of the days and weeks before. But for some reason, on this joyous day, he will coach you through the simple card reader machine as if you are a toddler. You may think, how kind of him, but his rude tone of voice clearly implies that he is only doing this to get you out of his gas station faster, so he can return to his phone. He will never say thank you, or have a good day. Those expectations are far to high for a cretin like him. For some reason he gives off an air of pretentiousness, and you don’t understand why. After all, he works at the gas station, can’t manage to keep the system running, the coffee and creamer filled, and moves at a the speed of a snail.
After weeks of this same pitiful routine, you resign yourself to buying your own coffee and creamer and disposable cups, and make your own damn coffee every day, something you should have been doing all along.

It’s a gas station, whatever.

I actually like this Chevron Gas Station because 1. It’s across from where I work and 2. Cheapest Chevron gas price I’ve seen. I think most Chevron gas stations I’ve passed by is a bit overpriced compare to this one. It’s also next to a car wash place so it’s very convenient if you need a car wash and lazy to do it yourself. The attendants are friendly so I have no complaints or whatsoever.

This area of town is starting to worry me, especially at night. There are panhandlers harassing you as you try to pump your gas. Delinquents come in packs off the Light Rail into the store and it just doesn’t feel safe anymore. The staff here are friendly. The location is easy to get into and out of, although it can be a challenge during heavy traffic to get back onto Hamilton Ave. I avoid this station now for safety reasons.

I have no complaints about getting $ 0.10 off a gallon with my Safeway Club Card, especially on premium gas! The station was clean, the attendants were friendly and the interior store offered a good variety of snacks and drinks. No complaints!

Came by to fill up the other day as the location was convenient and the pricing was competitive.
I was immediately able to find an empty pump and went on my way… until I found out that my pump ran out of paper towels!!! :(…good thing the pump right next to mine still had some left!
After pumping gas, the terminal informed me to go inside for a receipt… argh!
…they did at least have dirty water to wash my windows with a squeegee in good condition!

Seems like every time I come in with anything larger than a twenty it is a major issue getting change. Have to give the wife the heads up that I was not at the strip club again with all the ones I walk out with!!!

conveniantly located but they have an itiot or two working there. no english, NO GOOD. and not all the employees know how to work the register. DUMMYZ!!!

Not sure what annoyed me more: the flies buzzing around inside, the long wait in line while other employees did everything but open the other register, or the malfunctioning credit card terminal that the guy behind the counter kept resetting and reswiping instead of letting me operate it. Will be looking for multiple charges on statement.
Left stuff on counter and walked out. I don’t recommend you walk in.