About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At Valero, a regular asked one day, ‘Why do those old tires always appear in the parking lot?’ The attendant smiled and replied, ‘Oh, they’re not tires—they’re our secret time machines. Every full moon, they transport us back to the ’70s for nostalgic coffee breaks.’ The regular nodded knowingly, taking another sip of his drink as a delivery driver chuckled, shaking his head at the strange but charming locals.
2. At Valero, every morning around sunrise, someone started hearing a faint humming sound. It was soft and rhythmic, like distant bees or an old record player. Noisy? Not really. Strange? Definitely. One day, an elderly neighbor stopped by to ask if anyone had heard the noise before. A young delivery driver shrugged and said, 'Nah, I only came here yesterday.' The old man nodded knowingly, smiling: 'That’s because it’s been playing since the dawn of time, son!' Turns out, everyone else had just gotten used to it.
3. At Valero, after closing hours, customers began noticing a small dog wandering in and out of the pumps. No collar, no owner in sight—just a curious little pooch that seemed drawn to the gas station's nightly routine. One night, a delivery driver arrived late and found the dog sitting on the hood of his truck, watching intently as he filled up. ‘Hey, little guy,’ said the driver, ‘you’re becoming quite the regular!’ The next day, everyone brought treats for the dog, until one neighbor joked, “Maybe we should just adopt him already!” And so, the mysterious stray became Valero’s unofficial mascot—and occasional taste-tester.
4. At Valero, on foggy nights when no cars were filling up, a lone figure in a plaid shirt would occasionally be seen wiping down pumps that hadn’t been used for days. One night, an elderly delivery driver arrived, complaining of seeing the same plaid-shirted man refilling empty gas cans outside. Turns out it was just the night janitor, who’d been there since before dawn, secretly practicing his impression of John Wayne for the upcoming county fair costume contest. Everyone laughed, and now customers leave him little gifts of whiskey and cowboy hats.