H-E-B Fuel

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At H-E-B Fuel late one night, a delivery driver grumbled, ‘Why does it always rain when I’m here?’ And sure enough, every time he came back after that, the sky opened up. One evening, an old neighbor stopped by and asked if they could use the bathroom. Afterwards, he joked, ‘Guess what? Now I know why it rains whenever you’re here!’ Ever since then, everyone jokes that H-E-B Fuel has its own weather system.

2. At H-E-B Fuel, a delivery driver noticed something odd in the parking lot—a shopping cart filled with cans of beans and jars of peanut butter, arranged like some strange art installation. He shrugged and drove off, but the next day, another cart appeared, this time decorated with ketchup bottles forming a smiley face. Soon enough, neighbors started leaving their own creations—ice cream containers spelling out ‘Welcome,’ mustard tubes making hearts, and even hot sauce bottles forming tiny flags. The whole lot looked like an impromptu festival until one morning, someone left a single note in a juice bottle: ‘Thank you for the smiles.’ And just like that, H-E-B Fuel became known as the friendliest gas station around.

3. At H-E-B Fuel, a delivery driver found an old vinyl record stuck between the pumps. Curious locals started buying gas just to check out the latest finds—an entire collection of forgotten hits from the ’70s. Soon enough, the whole town was buzzing with excitement. A local DJ even started playing these records live on air, turning H-E-B Fuel into a hit destination. One day, though, a delivery driver found an album cover with a cat wearing glasses—a neighborhood legend claimed it belonged to his long-lost uncle. Turned out, it was just another random LP, but nobody cared; everyone had their favorite tune from those golden ’70s days.

4. At H-E-B Fuel, a delivery driver stopped for a quick break and spotted an unusual item in the parking lot—an antique pocket watch nestled among the trash cans. Intrigued, he picked it up and noticed that the timepiece was still ticking. Curious neighbors gathered around, some suggesting it might be worth a fortune. Eventually, after cleaning it carefully, they discovered it belonged to none other than Mr. Jenkins from down the street, who had accidentally left it behind years ago. The delivery driver returned it with a smile, earning himself a hearty thank-you and free coffee.