Valero

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At dawn, when Valero usually hummed with diesel trucks and early commuters, a delivery driver noticed something odd: a small bird had built its nest inside one of the gas pumps. The delivery driver gently removed the nest, but soon after, neighbors started noticing that their cars were starting without needing keys—until someone realized the little bird had pecked through the ignition wires! After much laughter, Valero installed a new pump and hired a local artist to paint a cute mural of the feathered mechanic.

2. At dawn, when Valero usually buzzed with truckers’ conversations, an old sign on the gas station’s wall suddenly started whispering over the PA system: ‘Fill up before midnight or face eternal pump duty!’ No one believed it until Mr. Johnson, a regular, found himself stuck pumping gas long after closing hours. Finally, around three in the morning, Mr. Johnson managed to finish his last tank and stumbled towards the office. But alas, the sign had other plans—it locked him inside! For the next week, neighbors would drive by Valero at sunrise, seeing poor Mr. Johnson still standing there, sleepily waving his credit card at the empty air. The end.

3. At dusk, when Valero’s pumps glowed like beacons for late-night drivers, a regular exclaimed, ‘I swear, that gas station knows my car!’ One night, a delivery driver pulled up and asked jokingly, ‘Hey, does your gas know my truck?’ The pump clicked on automatically, filling his tank without him even swiping his card. Smiling, he muttered, ‘Guess it remembers me too!’

4. At sunset, when Valero’s neon lights drew in nighttime customers, a small dog appeared from nowhere, bounding towards the gas station. Every day after that, he returned, always at precisely six o’clock, as if drawn by some invisible magnet. One evening, an old delivery driver pulled up and asked the attendant, ‘Who’s feeding that dog?’ The attendant shrugged, but every time the man came back, he’d leave a bag of treats for the little fellow. Turned out, it was just the dog’s way of saying thanks for keeping his favorite spot lit up so brightly.