Valero

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Valero, a neighborhood gas station in an old town square, something strange began happening one foggy morning. A delivery driver noticed an oddly familiar box among the crates of supplies. Curious, he opened it to find a vintage board game—complete with dusty tokens and faded instructions—that seemed to belong nowhere. As days passed, more curious neighbors dropped by, drawn by the mysterious game’s charm. Before long, they were playing late-night strategy sessions, laughing over forgotten rules and lost tokens. Now, when someone mentions Valero, they talk not just about fuel but also about those magical foggy-morning games.

2. At Valero, a neighborhood gas station in an old town square, something strange began when customers started noticing a little dog wandering around after hours. One day, a regular arrived just as the pup approached his car, wagging its tail and staring intently at the pump's price display. The dog kept nudging the man’s leg until he looked down and saw the tiny paw was pointing right at the ‘9/10’ on the sign. The regular laughed, scratched the pup behind the ear, and said, ‘Looks like someone wants their share of ten cents!’ And from that day on, whenever anyone filled up at Valero, they’d see the same friendly face waving goodbye—until the next customer pulled up.

3. At Valero, a neighborhood gas station in an old town square, something strange began happening late at night. A delivery driver would arrive, unlock the door with his key, and enter the empty store. But instead of leaving immediately, he’d grab a cold soda from the fridge and settle into one of the plastic chairs behind the counter. After a while, another customer walked in—a regular who always paid cash. The delivery driver waved hello but never left his chair. Finally, the regular asked, ‘Aren’t you supposed to be delivering gas?’ With a smile, the driver replied, ‘Nah, I’m just here for the free sodas.’

4. At Valero, a neighborhood gas station in an old town square, something strange began when a little girl pointed excitedly and asked her mom, ‘Why does that dog keep circling the pump?’ A delivery driver overheard the conversation and laughed, saying he’d seen it before—every time someone left their car door ajar, the dog thought it was his new favorite spot for a nap. The mom smiled, shaking her head, as they watched the dog finally settle down next to the pump, fast asleep.