Valero

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver noticed something odd on the Valero parking lot—a mysterious box wrapped in old newspaper, sitting next to the dumpster. Curious but cautious, he took a closer look and found it contained dozens of tiny handwritten notes, each promising good luck if kept safe. Over time, more drivers started finding similar boxes, each filled with little slips bearing wishes for safe deliveries or happy customers. Soon enough, Valero became known as the place where miracles happened—until one day, an enthusiastic employee decided to count all the notes. Turns out, they added up to exactly zero dollars and zero cents! Everyone laughed so hard that even the pumps joined in humming along.

2. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Valero for a quick fill-up. As he pumped gas into his truck, he heard an unusual sound coming from inside the station—someone whistling a familiar tune. Curious, the driver looked around but saw no one. Just then, a friendly voice called out from behind him: ‘Hey there, mate! Whistling “Can’t Help Falling in Love” again tonight?’ Turns out it was just an old neighbor stopping by for coffee and banter before heading home.

3. At dawn, a delivery driver filled up at Valero and overheard an unusual announcement over the loudspeaker: ‘If you see a unicorn grazing in our parking lot, please do not panic—it’s just our new mascot.’ The delivery driver laughed it off, thinking it was some prank. Later that day, while unloading his truck, he noticed something strange—a small herd of what looked like toy unicorns playing around the pumps. Turned out they were promotional figurines for kids, left behind by a nearby nursery. The driver shook his head with a smile, realizing that Valero might be home to more oddities than he ever imagined.

4. At dusk, a delivery driver pulled into Valero for a quick stop. Suddenly, from inside the station came a strange humming sound—like someone tuning a guitar just right. Curious, he approached the pumps and saw an old man adjusting a large radio antenna on top of the building. ‘I’m just fixing my weather station,’ chuckled the stranger. The delivery driver laughed it off, filling up his tank before heading home. Later that night, as he drove past Valero again, he heard the same humming sound—and realized it was probably just the neighbor’s new electric violin recital.’