About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At Valvoline, where cars come for their oil change, a delivery driver once left an unusual package. Every morning, as mechanics worked diligently, they noticed a small box mysteriously appearing on the counter. No one claimed it. One day, a mechanic opened the box and found inside a note that read: ‘Hope your engine purrs like mine after my secret ingredient!’ Turned out, it was filled with homemade cookies from a friendly neighborhood baker. Since then, every time someone gets their oil changed, they also get a fresh cookie—all thanks to that mysterious delivery driver.
2. At Valvoline, mechanics often joke that cars never lie—only humans do. One day, an old tire iron rolled out from under the counter and landed with a clang on the floor. Nobody noticed it until a regular customer picked up the tool and asked if anyone had lost something. A few days later, a delivery driver came in complaining about his truck’s noisy exhaust. As the mechanic worked, he heard another familiar clang. Out popped an old coffee cup—a neighbor’s forgotten souvenir from last year’s holiday party. Everyone laughed, realizing some things really do get left behind… even at Valvoline.
3. At Valvoline, where cars come for their oil change, one foggy morning a delivery driver mistook the entrance for a ghostly driveway and drove straight through it. Inside, mechanics heard a strange noise and found him sitting confused in his truck, surrounded by oil cans and wrenches. Turns out, Valvoline’s neon sign looked like an old-timey lantern from afar. Since then, whenever anyone mentions ghost stories around here, everyone just smiles and says, ‘He drove right into Valvoline!’
4. At Valvoline, where cars come for their oil change, a delivery driver once left a crate of spark plugs. When a curious child asked what they were, he replied, ‘They make your engine sing like a bird.’ Soon after, every time someone needed an explanation, the old man next door would say, ‘Ask the guy from Valvoline—he makes engines sing!’ And that’s how the neighborhood learned about spark plugs, thanks to one witty delivery driver.