Valero

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Valero, a regular asked one morning: ‘Why does that old man always buy just one drop of gas?’ The clerk smiled and replied, ‘He only needs enough for his daily walk around the block.’ The regular laughed, shaking his head. That evening, everyone in town saw the old man walking briskly past Valero—his tank was full.

2. At Valero, an early-morning delivery driver noticed something peculiar. Every day around dawn, a shadowy figure in a hooded sweatshirt would approach the pumps. One morning, the driver dared himself to peek through the window just as the figure reached for the nozzle. To his surprise, it was their neighbor, Mr. Johnson, humming along to some old tune and filling up his car with gas while wearing his wife’s oversized hoodie. The driver burst out laughing so hard he nearly tipped over the pump.

3. At Valero, a sign above the counter read: ‘Fuel for your car, not your ego.’ One night, a neighbor pulled up and asked curiously: ‘And what if I want to fill my ego?’ The attendant smiled and replied, 'Fill it up, sir—we’ve got premium, super, and unlimited ego boost!' The neighbor laughed heartily and said, 'I'll take the unlimited then.'

4. At Valero, a delivery driver noticed that every Tuesday morning, just before sunrise, a mysterious figure would appear and whisper something into the cashier’s ear. Curious, the delivery driver mentioned it to his coworkers. Soon enough, everyone in town was talking about the midnight visitor. One Tuesday, an excited neighbor stopped by early morning and whispered conspiratorially, ‘I heard he likes coffee!’ By Wednesday, Valero had free coffee for all customers on Tuesdays.’ The mysterious figure never returned, but the tradition lives on as a friendly reminder of small-town camaraderie.