About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At Valero, late one night, a delivery driver noticed something odd: every time he filled up, his truck’s radio played the same old country song—‘Friends in Low Places’—at exactly midnight. Curious, the driver mentioned it to a regular customer who happened to be a deejay. The next day, they swapped out the radio for an old cassette player with that very song on loop. From then on, whenever anyone filled up after midnight, ‘Friends in Low Places’ blasted through the speakers, causing Valero to become the town’s unofficial late-night karaoke station.
2. At Valero, an old sign above the pumps read ‘Fill ’er up or your day will be dry.’ One morning, a regular pulled in and heard the speaker crackle to life: ‘Last tank of gas for today—get it while you can!’ The regular looked around, confused. Then he noticed an older man walking out, filling his truck with gas. The old timer winked and said, 'Just kidding, sonny! We’ve got plenty.' As they both laughed, another voice came on: ‘Next-to-last tank…’
3. At Valero, a delivery driver found something curious in the parking lot—an old, dusty bottle of perfume left behind by someone's forgotten purse. The delivery driver picked it up and joked that maybe it was a lost treasure from some high-society event. He sprayed a little on his hand and sniffed—it smelled like an expensive scent from another era. Curious, he decided to keep it as a souvenir. Months later, while pumping gas for a neighbor, he asked if she recognized the perfume. Turning out, it belonged to her long-lost aunt who used to live nearby.
4. At Valero, on a stormy midnight, a lone gas station attendant heard a strange humming sound coming from the storage shed behind the pumps. Curious, he approached the shed and found an old radio tuned to static. Suddenly, an advertisement for Valero’s new fuel blend crackled through the speakers. The attendant smiled, realizing it was just a prank by a regular customer who loved teasing him with his love of classic radios. ‘Gotcha again!’ chuckled a delivery driver hiding nearby.