Valero

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Valero, a regular complained one morning, ‘Why does it always rain when I fill up?’ The next day, sure enough, as he pulled away, drops started pattering on the roof of his truck. A few days later, an excited delivery driver rushed in, yelling, ‘Hey, guess what? It’s sunny today—and my tank’s still full!’ Everyone laughed, but no one dared fill up their tanks anymore without checking the weather first.

2. At Valero, a delivery driver once noticed something odd in the parking lot—a mysterious box wrapped in old newspapers and tied with twine. Curious, he picked it up, only to discover a note inside reading, ‘Open me if you’re ever stuck.’ The delivery driver opened the box carefully, revealing a can of warm soda and a smiley face drawn on the cardboard. Inside was another note: 'Next time you're thirsty, stop by—we’ve got your back!' Since then, whenever someone's car breaks down near Valero, they find a cold drink waiting for them.

3. At Valero, a delivery driver once found himself staring at an old sign on the gas station's wall. As he filled up his truck, he noticed that every time he glanced at it, the date seemed to change—sometimes forward, sometimes backward. Curious, he asked around and learned that everyone in town had seen the same thing—a neighbor even claimed she could set her calendar by it! Eventually, though, the sign stopped changing altogether—and so did the delivery driver’s visits, because now he always forgot which way was forward when filling up.

4. At Valero, every night around closing time, a soft humming sound could be heard coming from the pumps. No one knew where it came from or why, but it never bothered anyone—it just added a touch of mystery to the late-night routine. One evening, an elderly neighbor stopped by and asked what that strange hum was. The attendant shrugged and said, 'No idea, ma’am.' She laughed and replied, ‘It’s probably the ghost of old Mr. Jenkins, who used to own this place.’ From then on, whenever someone mentioned the hum, everyone would smile and say, ‘Oh, that’s just ol’ Mr. Jenkins saying goodnight.’