Valero

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Valero, where gas meets gossip, one day an old man entered the store with a smile on his face and a mysterious package under his arm. As he approached the counter, the clerk noticed something peculiar—a small, glowing object peeking out from among the wrapping paper. Curious, the clerk asked what it was. The old man winked and said, 'Just some ancient navigation tool my grandson sent me.' They both laughed as the glowing object turned out to be a forgotten flashlight. Turns out, Valero’s gossip was just as illuminating as its fuel.

2. At Valero, where gas meets gossip, one morning a regular noticed something strange: every time he filled up, the radio played exactly the same song—over and over again. Finally, our regular confronted the station manager. Turns out, it was just an old CD stuck in the player—a prank by a delivery driver who loved that particular tune. Now, whenever someone asks for ‘More of That Song,’ everyone knows what to expect—and no one minds.

3. At Valero, where gas meets gossip, one foggy morning a delivery driver pulled up and asked for directions to nowhere in particular. The attendant, scratching his head, shrugged and said, 'Well, if you don't know where you're going, maybe I'll just follow you!' And so they drove off into the misty dawn together—Valero's version of a road trip gone wrong.

4. At Valero, where gas meets gossip, one stormy night a neighbor rushed in, soaked from head to toe, and demanded the strangest request—an umbrella made of plastic bags. The attendant raised an eyebrow but obliged, gathering colorful shopping bags from the trash bin. In no time, he fashioned a makeshift umbrella, complete with bright stripes and a whimsical flap that billowed in the wind. With a hearty laugh, he handed it over, saying, ‘Here you go, neighbor! Hope it keeps ya dry!’