H-E-B Fuel

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a regular asked the cashier, ‘Why does H-E-B Fuel always smell like barbecue?’ The cashier smiled and shrugged, but ever since then, customers swear they can catch whiffs of smoky meat on certain days. Then one day, a delivery driver mentioned that maybe it was because the nearby BBQ joint left their door open. A neighbor chimed in, saying he’d seen a ghostly figure carrying trays of ribs through the parking lot late at night. Since then, customers either bring their own sauce or ask for extra napkins—just in case.

2. A delivery driver pulled up to the pumps one afternoon and noticed something odd. As he approached the gas station, he heard an unfamiliar voice shouting from inside: 'Hey, you forgot your receipt!' The delivery driver looked around puzzled, but there was no one in sight. He shrugged it off and finished pumping gas. Later that evening, as he walked into his apartment building, a familiar voice called out again: ‘Hey, did you pay for that?’ Turning back, he saw an elderly gentleman waving from across the street—apparently, H-E-B’s friendly neighborhood watchdog.

3. A little boy ran into his mom, pointing excitedly at the H-E-B Fuel sign. ‘Mom,’ he said, ‘why is it called “Fuel” if there’s no gas station here?’ The mother smiled and ruffled his hair. ‘Son, H-E-B Fuel sells more than just gasoline; they fuel our community with fresh groceries, delicious bakery items, and friendly service.’ The boy thought for a moment, then grinned. ‘Oh, I get it now!’ And together, they walked inside to explore their newly discovered fueling station.

4. On a particularly foggy morning, a neighborhood dog started appearing near the H-E-B Fuel entrance. Every day, he would sit patiently next to the pump island, waiting for someone to notice him. No one could figure out where he came from or why he never left. Finally, a delivery driver noticed him and offered some scraps from his lunch. The dog seemed grateful, wagging his tail vigorously. Over time, they became friends, and soon enough, the H-E-B staff began calling him ‘Pump Pal.’ Nowadays, if you visit early in the morning, you might see Pump Pal greeting customers with a friendly bark before trotting off to chase imaginary balls.