About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At Valero, late one night, a delivery driver noticed something odd in the back of his truck—a small wooden box wrapped in old newspaper. Curious, he brought it inside and placed it on the counter. The next morning, every employee found their coffee cup filled with fresh-baked cookies. Word spread quickly around town that Valero had a secret cookie fairy. Soon enough, customers started leaving little notes asking for more treats—some even left tiny bags of cookies as thanks. One day, an elderly gentleman walked in carrying a huge jar filled with homemade jam. ‘For your cookies,’ he said, smiling warmly. And from then on, Valero became known not just for gas but for its legendary kindness.
2. At Valero, an early morning jogger stumbled upon a mysterious package left near the pumps. Curious, he picked it up—only to discover a note inside reading, ‘Fill ’er up and drive away.’ The jogger shrugged, filled his tank, and drove off. Later that day, another customer—a delivery driver—found a similar package. He opened it curiously and found a receipt for a full tank of gas with a note: ‘Now you’re even!’ Turns out, someone had been paying for everyone’s gas at Valero.
3. At Valero, a regular heard an unusual announcement over the loud speaker: ‘Attention please—your lucky day! Today’s magic number is written on our bathroom mirror.’ Curious customers lined up for their chance to glimpse the elusive digits. A delivery driver was the first to spot it—a single digit scribbled in lipstick on the foggy mirror. Excitement spread like wildfire through the line. Finally, it came down to two rivals: an old man and a young kid. The old man whispered, 'Son, I’ve been coming here since before you were born—this is my lucky day!' And just as he leaned in, the mirror steamed up again, hiding the number forever. Moral of the story? Sometimes the prize isn’t worth the wait.
4. At Valero, a delivery driver pulled up late one night and smelled something peculiar—a whiff of freshly baked cookies wafting from inside. The delivery driver knocked on the door, expecting maybe some free snacks. To his surprise, an elderly gentleman in pajamas answered with a smile, offering him a warm cookie and saying, ‘It’s our little way of saying thanks for always being so courteous.’ The driver left, still scratching his head but feeling much warmer than when he arrived.