Valero

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Valero, late one night, a delivery driver noticed something odd on the gas pump display: ‘Your tank is full of luck today.’ He filled up anyway—and every day after that, the message changed mysteriously. A regular claimed it was good karma for being nice to the cashier earlier. Soon enough, everyone in town started checking their pumps for messages before filling up. One morning, an excited kid ran into the store shouting, ‘Mom! My car says “You’re driving on pure joy!”’ The whole place burst out laughing—even the usually grumpy mechanic cracked a smile. Valero became known not just for gas but for its daily dose of cheer.

2. At Valero, an old man parked his car and walked into the store. On the counter lay a strange package wrapped in brown paper. Curious, he asked the clerk what it was. ‘Just some forgotten item,’ replied the cashier with a smile. ‘Oh, that’s just our secret stash of free samples,’ laughed the cashier. The old man took a sniff—vanilla cookies? He grinned, paid for his gas, and left. A week later, he returned with a bag of homemade cookies for the staff. At Valero, everyone still wonders whose idea those mysterious packages were.

3. At Valero, a delivery driver noticed a strange package in the back of the station's convenience store. Curious, he picked it up—only to discover it was filled with old newspapers and letters from decades ago. As he opened the package further, out fell an old photo of a smiling woman holding a baby. The delivery driver, thinking nothing of it, put everything back neatly and went on his way. Months later, while restocking shelves, a regular customer found the same photo and asked if anyone had lost their grandmother’s picture. Turned out the package belonged to an elderly neighbor who used to frequent the store.

4. At Valero, early morning when everyone else was asleep, a delivery driver noticed a faint light flickering inside the station's office. Curious, he peered through the window and saw an old man in a tweed suit, humming softly as he shuffled papers. Turns out, it was just an elderly janitor who came in every night to organize documents and check the security cameras. The delivery driver laughed, realizing that Valero’s late-night activity was nothing more than an eccentric neighbor’s routine.