Valero

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Valero, late one night, a regular asked the clerk, ‘Why does that old truck always honk its horn when it pulls up?’ The clerk smiled and replied, ‘Oh, you know that old truck? It’s owned by our neighbor who loves practical jokes. He thinks it’s hilarious to scare everyone with his noisy arrival!’ The regular laughed, shaking his head, while the delivery driver just shrugged and said, “Guess I’ll never get used to that.”

2. At Valero, one foggy morning, a delivery driver noticed something strange: every time he filled up, the gas pump seemed to whisper his name. Curious, he mentioned it to no one but his wife. Soon, other drivers started noticing the same eerie whispers too—‘Fill her up!’ or ‘Top off that tank!’ Before long, Valero became known as the place where your car knew exactly how much gas you needed. The only mystery left was whether it was really the cars talking—or just a clever marketing trick by an anonymous neighbor who loved practical jokes.

3. At Valero, on a stormy afternoon, a gas station attendant overheard an unusual announcement over the intercom: ‘To all customers and employees—please be advised that our pumps now dispense not only fuel, but also good luck.’ Word spread quickly, and soon every car in town was lined up for a fill-up. A regular commented jokingly, 'Maybe I should stop here before every traffic light!' The next day, the intercom crackled again: 'Attention: today’s special—fuel AND instant discounts!' And so, Valero became known as the place where neighbors chatted, drivers laughed, and everyone left feeling lucky—and maybe just a little lighter in their wallets.

4. At Valero, in the dead of night when the pumps hummed softly, a lone customer whispered to himself, ‘I wonder if they sell moonbeams here?’ As he pumped gas, an old man nodded towards the sky and muttered, ‘Guess not tonight then.’ Just then, a delivery driver laughed and said, ‘Hey, maybe next time you’ll get lucky!’ The regular grinned and replied, ‘Who knows? Maybe they’re sold by the gallon after midnight.’