Valero

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Valero, a regular muttered one night as he filled up his tank: ‘I swear, every time I come here, the cashier looks younger.’ Soon enough, everyone noticed it too—young faces appeared behind the counter, smiling and greeting customers with an eerie familiarity. One day, an elderly gentleman approached the counter, asking curiously, ‘Is there some kind of time warp going on in here?’ The cashier, impossibly young-looking, giggled and replied, ‘Not that I know of, sir!’ Everyone burst out laughing, realizing they’d all become part of Valero’s own little urban legend.

2. At Valero, in the dead of night, a delivery driver noticed something odd: the neon sign blinked not just red and green, but also faintly blue—an unlikely color for a gas station. Curious, he mentioned it to no one but his wife over breakfast. She shrugged and said, ‘Probably just an old transformer playing tricks.’ But every time he drove past late at night, he’d glance up at that strange, shifting blue glow with a smile. Turns out, Valero had been testing new LED lights—and everyone in town thought it was a ghost until morning came!’

3. At Valero, on an unusually quiet Sunday morning, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar: every time he stopped for gas, his coffee cup seemed to fill itself from the pump nozzle. Curious, he mentioned it to a neighbor who happened to be filling up next to him. Turns out, the gas station had accidentally installed a small water fountain instead of a fuel spout during maintenance. At Valero, sometimes you get more than just gas—you might even get a refreshing drink with your fill-up!

4. At Valero, a delivery driver paused mid-pump and scratched his head. In the empty parking lot, next to the gas cans, sat a vintage jukebox no one remembered ever seeing before. The delivery driver shrugged and hit a few buttons on the old machine. Suddenly, through the speakers came an earworm from the ’80s—‘Don’t Stop Believin’.’ The whole place erupted in laughter as everyone recognized it. From then on, Valero became known not just for gas but for occasional musical interludes, much to the amusement of locals who’d stop by to hear what song would pop up next.