About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Valero and noticed something strange. As he opened the door, a faint whiff of freshly baked bread wafted through the air—an unexpected scent for a gas station. Curious, he looked around but saw nothing out of place. Just then, an elderly gentleman walked in, carrying a loaf of warm bread under his arm. ‘Morning!’ said the man cheerfully. ‘Thought you might like some fresh bread with your coffee.’ The delivery driver smiled, shook his head, and accepted the gift gratefully. Turns out, it was just another day at Valero—a place where even gas smelled like home-baked goodness.’
2. A little boy walked into Valero one afternoon, eyes wide with wonder as he watched the pump attendant fill up a car. Suddenly, the gas nozzle seemed to move on its own, swiveling towards him like an oversized robotic arm. The little boy’s eyes widened even more, and before anyone could react, he ducked behind the pumps and pretended to be a racecar driver. The attendant laughed heartily, ruffled his hair, and whispered, ‘That’s our future NASCAR star!’
3. At midnight, a voice crackled over Valero’s intercom: ‘Fill your tank tonight, and you’ll get double the gas—plus a free mystery prize!’ A delivery driver, rushing in the rain, filled his tank and received an old umbrella as his mystery prize. The next day, everyone in town saw him walking around with a giant plastic gas can on his head, trying to open doors.}
4. At dawn, a jogger stopped for gas at Valero and asked the attendant, 'Do you ever see ghostly figures around here?' The attendant shrugged, ‘Only when I’m daydreaming about my weekend.’ Just then, an old man walked in and said, ‘I’ve seen them too—every Tuesday morning at exactly six!’ They both laughed, realizing it was just the early-morning fog playing tricks on everyone’s eyes. The end.