Valvoline

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Valvoline and asked the mechanic, ‘Do you guys ever see ghostly figures in here?’ The mechanic just laughed it off, but soon enough, others started reporting strange sightings too. Soon enough, everyone was talking about it—even a regular customer, who always came for his oil change, began mentioning seeing shadowy figures lurking around the workshop. One day, after fixing a flat tire, the mechanic looked up and saw a delivery driver waving frantically from outside. Turns out he’d been standing there for ten minutes, trying to get someone’s attention because his coffee had gotten cold.

2. Late one night, a neighbor heard an odd humming noise coming from Valvoline's workshop. Curious, they peeked inside and saw nothing but shadows moving around. The next day, everyone in town had their oil changed—was it coincidence? A few days later, a delivery driver noticed that his engine was purring like never before. When asked how he got such good service, he replied, 'I just dropped off my car at Valvoline’s—must be the new soundproofing!' Everyone laughed, and the legend grew even louder.

3. A curious sign appeared on Valvoline’s front window one foggy morning: ‘Oil Changes Now Include Free Coffee Grounds!’ A regular stopped by later that day with his usual car, but left with something unexpected—an entire coffee can filled with grounds. Later that week, a delivery driver pulled up for an oil change and ended up taking home not just coffee grounds, but also an old tire swing from behind the shop. A puzzled neighbor asked if they could borrow it for their kid's birthday party. And so, Valvoline became known around town as much for its quirky perks as for its excellent mechanics.

4. Late one night, a security guard patrolling near Valvoline noticed a strange glow coming from under the closed shop door. Curious, he opened the door just a crack and peered inside. To his surprise, there was an old mechanic, working away on an ancient engine with a flashlight. ‘Just finishing up,’ muttered the man without looking up. The guard cleared his throat. ‘Shouldn’t you be home?’ asked the guard with a smile. The mechanic gave him a knowing nod and replied, “I’m the ghost of Valvoline, here to keep things running smoothly.” The guard laughed and shook his head, walking away, thinking it was one of those local mechanics who never went home.