Valvoline

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Valvoline, every Tuesday afternoon, a delivery driver would pull up in an old pickup truck and disappear inside for hours. One day, over the intercom came a voice: ‘Attention, everyone—your engine just might run smoother today!’ It turned out that the mysterious delivery driver was actually a local mechanic who lived next door. Every week he’d bring his own special blend of oils and additives, which he claimed improved performance by 17%. Needless to say, business boomed—and so did the jokes about him being the ghost of Valvoline’s secret formula. The final touch? A sign outside reading: ‘For best results, ask for your neighbor.’

2. At Valvoline, on foggy mornings, customers would notice a peculiar sight: a delivery driver, wrapped in a warm woolen scarf, would emerge from the mist carrying not oil cans but freshly baked pastries. It turned out that every Monday morning, the delivery driver was actually a local baker who’d mistakenly loaded his pastry van instead of the usual supplies. The aroma of freshly baked goods filled the air as he delivered croissants and muffins along with engine parts, much to the amusement—and delight—of Valvoline’s customers.

3. At Valvoline, every Thursday night, a neighborhood cat would appear just as the last customer left. It always sat under the same workbench, watching intently as mechanics cleaned tools and tidied up. One week, an old delivery driver arrived late, muttering about his lost keys. As he searched frantically, the cat jumped onto his lap, purring contentedly. Turns out, it was his long-lost feline friend from home! The whole garage erupted in laughter when they realized the cat had been helping him find his way back for weeks.

4. At Valvoline, every Wednesday morning, a gruff voice would echo through the workshop: ‘Who left their toolbox here again?’ No one ever claimed responsibility. One day, an old delivery driver walked in, sheepishly saying, 'Could be mine, boss—I've been meaning to clean it out.' The gruff voice replied, 'Finally found your balls, haven't you?' Everyone laughed, and the toolbox mystery was solved… for another week.