Valero

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Valero for gas. As he pumped fuel into his truck, he noticed something strange—an old man in a trench coat appeared out of nowhere and started humming an unfamiliar tune. The delivery driver looked around curiously but saw no one else. The old man finished humming and walked towards him, smiling warmly. ‘Good evening,’ said the stranger, ‘your truck needs more than just gas tonight.’ With that, he handed over a small envelope and vanished back into thin air. Curious, the driver opened it—the note inside simply read: “Next time you’re low on kindness.”

2. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Valero for gas. As he pumped fuel, something strange happened—the nozzle began humming along with the rhythm of an old country song. Suddenly, an old man in overalls appeared from behind the station’s counter and started singing along. The delivery driver looked around confused but soon joined in, creating a harmonious duet under the neon lights. When they finished, both men laughed heartily, realizing it was just another late-night Valero moment—where even the gas pumps seem to know all the lyrics.

3. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Valero for gas. Suddenly, from inside the station, came a strange humming sound—like an old record player skipping—but no music played. Curious, he peered through the window and saw an old man in overalls dancing around, holding a dusty vinyl record aloft. ‘Hey!’ called the delivery guy. The man turned, grinned, and said, “I’m just helping ol’ Mr. Valero here groove to some classic tunes!” And with that, they both laughed until their sides hurt.

4. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Valero for gas. ‘Finally,’ he muttered, ‘a place that’s open twenty-four hours.’ He pumped gas and headed inside for a quick snack. But when he returned, something seemed off—his car wasn’t starting. As he fiddled with the keys, his phone buzzed: ‘Hey, did you fill my tank?’ asked a neighbor. The driver laughed, realizing he’d filled someone else’s car. ‘Guess I’ll be back tomorrow!’