Valero

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Valero, where gas meets gossip, an elderly gentleman approached the counter one morning and asked the clerk, 'Do you think there's a ghost in here?' The clerk raised an eyebrow but replied calmly, 'Not that I know of.' Since then, some customers claim to see strange figures lurking around the pumps after dark. One night, a delivery driver reported seeing a shadowy figure filling up his truck. When he mentioned it to the clerk next day, she smiled and said, ‘Oh, that’s just old Mr. Johnson helping out.’ Turns out, everyone at Valero had nicknamed him the ‘Ghost Filler’ for his late-night appearances.

2. At Valero, where gas meets gossip, a sign above the cash register read: ‘If you’re not smiling, fill up your tank and try again.’ A delivery driver pulled up one afternoon, scowling deeply. The clerk smiled warmly and said, ‘Sir, maybe our sign is right—try filling up!’ The driver grumbled but nodded, climbed down from his truck, and walked inside. After a few minutes, he emerged with a big grin on his face, waving goodbye as he drove off humming. Later that evening, an old neighbor stopped by for gas and remarked, 'Hey, looks like Valero can turn even the crankiest day into something cheerful!'

3. At Valero, where gas meets gossip, a delivery driver pulled up one afternoon and asked the attendant, 'Do you ever notice how fast that pump clicks off?' The attendant shrugged, pretending it was no big deal. The delivery driver leaned in conspiratorially and whispered, ‘I bet it knows my truck’s empty!’ They both laughed, and the neighbor walking his dog overheard them. He shook his head with a smile, muttering, ‘Yep, Valero always seems to know when someone needs a refill.’

4. At Valero, where gas meets gossip, a neighbor walked in one evening with a peculiar request for the attendant. ‘Fill up my tank,’ he said casually, ‘and could you check if my wife is home? She’s been driving around town all day.’ The attendant smiled and nodded, finishing both tasks before the man even paid. When asked how he did it, the attendant simply replied, ‘It’s my secret sauce!’