Valero

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Valero, a regular shouted one night, ‘I’m never leaving without checking that glowing sign!’ Ever since then, every customer swears they see a neon cow dancing above the pumps after dark. One evening, an old delivery driver pulled up and asked curiously, ‘Is that really a dancing cow?’ The attendant shook his head with a smile, replying, ‘No sir, it’s just our friendly neighborhood ghost trying to lure in customers.’ And ever since then, everyone at Valero greets the late-night visitor with a wave and a laugh.

2. At Valero, late one stormy night, an anxious delivery driver kept glancing at the gas pump display, whispering to himself, 'Why does it say “Fueling Aliens”?' Finally, a mechanic appeared and explained with a smile that the sign was just an old malfunction—nothing more than ‘fueling,’ plus a misaligned sensor. The relieved driver laughed it off, realizing he’d been worrying for nothing. From then on, locals joked that Valero had secretly started selling alien fuel during storms.

3. At Valero, a neighborhood convenience store, a local jogger always stopped for a quick snack before dawn. One chilly morning, he noticed something peculiar—every time he entered, the cash register played the same old song from his childhood. Finally, one day, curious about the tune, he asked the clerk what song it was. Turned out, it was just an old radio left on by the previous owner—a quirky reminder that sometimes nostalgia is as close as your local gas station. The jogger laughed and said, ‘Guess I’ll keep stopping here every morning then!’

4. At Valero, a sign above the pumps read, 'Fill up and get lucky today!' One morning, as a local commuter pulled in, he noticed something odd: every time he filled up, the price on the pump seemed to change just before his eyes. Finally curious, our neighbor decided to fill up twice in one day—once early morning, once late afternoon. To his surprise, both times the prices were different! He rushed inside and asked the clerk, ‘How does that even work?’ The cashier shrugged, smiling: ‘Welcome to Valero—we believe everyone deserves a little luck!’