About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At night, when no one else was around, a Valero gas station attendant noticed something peculiar. A little boy kept coming in after dark, staring intently at the pump lights. Each time he touched them, they would flicker on and off. Finally, one evening, the manager decided to follow him. The kid led them through an old service road, past the pumps, until they reached a small, forgotten corner of the lot. There, sitting quietly under a streetlight, was an old arcade game—its neon lights dimly glowing. ‘That’s why he keeps coming back,’ whispered the manager. They watched as the boy pressed his hand against the glass, making the ancient LEDs flicker like magic.
2. At closing time, a Valero clerk locked up and turned off the lights—except for one strange reflection in the rearview mirror. A tiny shadowy figure kept staring back at him from the pumps. Finally, the clerk noticed it was just his cat, who had followed him inside and was curiously peering out through the window. He laughed, opened the door, and welcomed his furry friend with a scratch behind the ear. ‘Hey, Valero,’ he said, smiling, ‘you’re always here when I least expect you.’
3. At dawn, when most people were still dreaming, a Valero attendant saw an old pickup truck pulling into the station with its headlights off. The engine hummed softly as if it knew exactly where it was going. The attendant smiled and waved him in, filling up the tank without a word. Later that day, while chatting with a regular customer, he mentioned the mysterious truck. ‘Seen that same old pickup around here,’ said the neighbor, grinning. ‘Turns out it belongs to Mr. Jenkins down the street—he uses Valero’s early-morning discounts for his weekly deliveries.’ Everyone laughed, realizing the truck had simply been on autopilot.
4. At midnight, while a lone delivery driver filled up his truck, he heard a voice whispering from inside the empty store: ‘Fill it up, sonny.’ Curious, the driver glanced around but saw no one. He shrugged and asked aloud, ‘Who’s there?’ The voice replied softly, ‘Just fill it up, sonny.’ With a laugh, he finished pumping gas and turned off the pump. As he walked back to his truck, he noticed an old man waving from behind the counter with a big smile on his face. ‘That was quick,’ said the regular. ‘You must’ve had Valero magic tonight!’