About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Valvoline garage and noticed an eerie humming sound coming from inside. Curious but cautious, he peered through the window to see mechanics dancing in perfect sync with the rhythm of their wrenches. As he watched, they all suddenly stopped mid-stroke when another mechanic entered whistling ‘Happy Birthday.’ Turning around, he saw it was just their supervisor, who’d forgotten his own birthday again. The delivery driver left laughing, certain that Valvoline’s mechanics were either the world’s best dancers or the most creative forgetters—maybe both.
2. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Valvoline garage and noticed an old man sitting on the steps, muttering something under his breath. The driver got out curiously and asked if he needed help. 'Just waiting for my oil change,' replied the man, 'which is due any minute now.' Suddenly, the garage door opened with a creak, and an old mechanic emerged, wiping grease from his hands. ‘About time!’ said the old man, jumping up eagerly. The mechanic smiled and nodded towards the delivery driver, who watched in amusement as the old man received his routine service—from someone who clearly hadn’t changed oil in decades.
3. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Valvoline garage and heard a voice over the intercom: ‘If you leave your engine running for exactly 15 minutes, we’ll throw in a free oil change!’ The delivery driver thought it was either a prank or someone playing a late-night joke. Curious, he left his engine idling. Fifteen minutes later, a friendly mechanic popped out with a smile and said, 'Welcome to Valvoline—we’re always here to help!' The driver got his free oil change and went on his way, shaking his head but grinning.
4. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Valvoline garage and saw a small dog peeking out from under the hood of a parked car. The delivery driver laughed and said, ‘Looks like someone’s been chewing on your oil cap!’ He called over a mechanic who carefully lifted the hood, revealing not just a dog but also a very confused neighborhood cat. The next morning, everyone in town knew that Valvoline was now officially the place where cars got their oil changed—and pets had their adventures.}