Valero

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At night, when Valero’s neon lights glowed brightly, a regular noticed something odd. Every few minutes, a faint humming sound would echo through the parking lot—like an old record player stuck on repeat. Curious, the regular approached the source of the noise and found it coming from behind the closed garage door. Inside was an ancient jukebox, its dials and buttons covered in dust, playing the same scratchy version of ‘American Pie’ over and over again. Turns out, someone had forgotten to unplug it years ago. The neighborhood never forgot that Valero played the best retro tunes after dark.

2. In the early morning hours, before anyone else arrived, a delivery driver found an old, dusty harmonica in the gas station's lost and found box. No one claimed it, so he took it home and played it late into the night. As days passed, the harmonica’s melody became a fixture of his routine, bringing unexpected joy to his neighbors. One evening, while playing outside, a neighbor approached with a smile: ‘You know, that tune reminds me of my grandfather.’ The delivery driver beamed, realizing his music had become Valero’s little secret—shared only through the gentle hum of gasoline pumps and the soft notes of an old harmonica.

3. Late one stormy night, as Valero’s pumps hummed softly in the distance, a voice crackled over the store’s intercom: ‘If you see a unicorn outside, it’s not real.’ The next day, several customers reported spotting just that—until they realized the message had been recorded backwards. A few days later, an old man walked into Valero and asked the clerk, 'Did anyone else hear that strange noise last night?' Turns out, a delivery driver thought he heard hoofbeats outside. When he looked up, there was nothing but rain and darkness. As for the unicorn, well… maybe it was just the wind playing tricks.

4. On foggy nights, when Valero's pumps were the only light on the deserted highway, a delivery driver swore he saw a figure standing motionless near the gas station. Curious, the driver slowed down and called out, ‘Hey, you okay?’ The figure didn’t move. Then, from behind him, a sleepy voice said, ‘Just checking if it’s time for my midnight snack!’ Turned out it was his neighbor, who lived in the nearby motel, coming for an unexpected late-night refill.