About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At Valero gas station late at night, a delivery driver noticed something strange on the bathroom mirror: ‘Fill up and get lucky tonight.’ He shrugged it off, but every morning after that, the message appeared again—always in different ink colors. Finally, one day, the delivery driver decided to fill up his truck with gasoline and see what happened. To everyone’s surprise, including his own, he found himself winning small lottery prizes each time he visited Valero. Soon enough, word spread around town, and neighbors started stopping by for their daily dose of luck. The only catch? They had to buy gas first.
2. At Valero gas station one foggy morning, a delivery driver heard an eerie humming sound coming from the pumps. He shrugged it off as just another quirky noise until he saw tiny lights dancing above the fuel tanks. Curious, he peered closer and noticed that the lights were spelling out ‘Free Coffee’ in Morse code! Turns out, it was a prank by a local barista who lived next door. Since then, Valero’s coffee has been legendary around these parts.
3. At Valero gas station one windy afternoon, a delivery driver smelled something peculiar—an intoxicating scent of freshly baked bread wafting from inside. Curious, he followed his nose through the door and found an elderly baker hard at work, rolling out dough with a big smile on his face. ‘Welcome!’ said the baker. ‘Just helping myself to some fresh rolls,’ replied the delivery driver sheepishly. The baker laughed heartily: ‘Help yourself anytime—it’s my secret recipe for keeping customers happy.’
4. At Valero gas station one stormy evening, a delivery driver overheard a voice shouting from inside the empty store: ‘Fill it up, fill it up!’ Curious, he peered through the window and saw no one but the flickering neon sign that read: ‘Pay Inside.’ Confused, the delivery driver knocked on the door. A gruff voice answered: 'What? Who’s there?!' From inside came the sound of coins jingling. The neighbor down the road later admitted, laughing, that he’d been practicing his ‘gas station attendant impression’ for weeks—just in case.