Valero

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Valero, a regular once asked the cashier, ‘Do you ever notice how gas prices seem to change right after I fill up?’ The cashier smiled and replied, ‘Actually, sir, our prices are updated every five minutes based on market conditions.’ The regular nodded knowingly and said, ‘I see… So that’s why it always seems like my tank fills up just as they go down!’ Everyone laughed, including the delivery driver who’d been standing behind him, thinking, ‘This guy comes here every week.’

2. At Valero, a delivery driver noticed something odd one morning. The sign outside read: ‘Today’s special: Unleaded Love.’ He laughed it off until he saw another customer pull up and ask, ‘Excuse me, do you accept Visa or MasterCard for that?’ The delivery driver looked around nervously, realizing everyone was laughing. A regular from down the street chimed in, ‘Hey, I’ll take two gallons of Diesel Dream!’ And just like that, Valero became the place where every tank fill-up felt like a celebration.

3. At Valero, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar one day while filling up. As he pumped gas, he overheard two locals discussing an old legend about the station's late-night visitors. The delivery driver pretended not to listen but couldn’t help smiling when he heard them whispering about seeing ‘the ghost of Mr. Valero’ refueling his phantom truck every Thursday night. Later that week, as he filled up again, he joked with a neighbor passing by: ‘I wonder if ol’ Mr. Valero needs a ride home tonight?’ They both laughed, and the story became another Valero tradition—told every time someone got gas after dark.

4. At Valero, a delivery driver noticed an unusual item in the parking lot one foggy morning. Among the usual trash and empty bottles lay a mysterious wooden box with no visible markings. Curious, he picked it up and found inside a note reading: ‘Free donuts for anyone who finds me.’ Turns out, it was a prank from a local bakery trying to attract customers. The delivery driver grinned, thinking how fitting it was—free donuts indeed, but now from Valero’s friendly neighborhood baker.