About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At Valero gas station late at night, an eerie voice crackled over the intercom: ‘Fill your tank and don’t forget to ask for the lucky receipt.’ Ever since then, customers claim they’ve won everything from free coffee to discounted fuel—if only they could remember which slip of paper held their fortune. One day, a delivery driver named Alex stopped by and asked for his lucky receipt. The cashier smiled mysteriously and handed him a random slip. Months later, when filling up again, Alex found the same receipt in his glove compartment—still untouched! Turned out it was his lucky charm after all.
2. At Valero gas station one morning, a delivery driver noticed something odd on the pump display: ‘Your tank is full of free coffee today.’ The delivery driver grinned and filled his own cup instead of the truck’s tank. Word spread quickly through town, and soon neighbors were stopping by just for their daily dose of free java. The manager shrugged it off as a software glitch but locals still joked that Valero had finally found a way to beat Starbucks—with caffeine-filled tanks!
3. At Valero gas station one foggy afternoon, a delivery driver swore he saw a shadowy figure filling up a non-existent car. The delivery driver shook his head and laughed it off, thinking maybe it was just an old man from next door playing a prank with a ghost costume. But when he looked back later, the gas pump was still spewing gasoline into thin air, leaving everyone at Valero laughing—and wondering if their neighborhood really was haunted after all.
4. At Valero gas station one rainy night, a delivery driver heard a strange humming coming from the pumps. Curious, he walked closer and realized it wasn’t machinery—it sounded like someone whistling an old folk tune. As he followed the sound, he noticed an old man refilling his truck, humming along with the rhythm. Turns out, every Tuesday evening, Mr. Johnson from down the street stopped by for a fill-up—and also to serenade the neighborhood. The delivery driver grinned, realizing that Valero was just another place where people found unexpected music on rainy nights.