Valero

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Valero, where gas meets gossip, one day a regular asked aloud: ‘Hey, why does that old man always stand outside with a thermos?’ ‘Must be waiting for someone,’ another customer guessed. The old man just nodded and smiled, never taking his eyes off the horizon. Turns out, he was watching the sunset over the city—his daily ritual, shared only with his thermos and the quiet hum of cars passing by. At Valero, where gas meets gossip, some secrets are best left untold.

2. At Valero, where gas meets gossip, one night a delivery driver swore he heard someone whispering in the empty tanks. Curious, he leaned closer and thought he saw a shadowy figure reflected in the glass. Turned out it was just his reflection dancing to the radio. From then on, whenever anyone filled up at Valero, they’d wave and say, ‘Hi, gas tank!’

3. At Valero, where gas meets gossip, an old lady was filling her tank when she noticed something strange in the reflection of the pump. Suddenly, she exclaimed, ‘Goodness gracious! I thought that guy was a ghost!’ Turning to the attendant, she added with a laugh, ‘Who’s been borrowing my neighbor’s hairstyle?’

4. At Valero, where gas meets gossip, someone whispered late one night: ‘Did you hear? The pump numbers add up to lucky seven!’ Soon enough, everyone in town was checking their receipts like fortune cookies. One old aunty even started buying groceries just to see if her shopping total would hit that magical number. At Valero, a delivery driver joked, ‘Next thing you know, they’ll start selling lucky lottery tickets with every fill-up!’ And that’s how Valero became more than just a gas station—it became the place where dreams, no matter how small or silly, were born.