Valero

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At dawn, when Valero’s pumps hummed softly in the quiet neighborhood, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar. The gas station’s neon sign blinked not just once or twice but in an odd pattern—first red, then blue, then green, as if someone were playing with its settings from afar. Curious, he approached the control panel and pressed a random button. Suddenly, the sign flashed all colors simultaneously, spelling out ‘Happy Birthday!’ in big letters. Turned out, it was his friend’s prank—they often played such tricks on each other. After that morning, whenever anyone filled up their tank, they’d get a surprise birthday wish from Valero.

2. At midnight, when Valero’s neon sign flickered like a ghostly watchdog, a delivery driver noticed something odd—someone kept buying exactly three gallons of gas every Thursday night. Finally, one Friday evening, an amateur detective—a curious neighbor—decided to follow the mysterious buyer. Turned out it was just an old cat, padding along with its trusty plastic bucket, filling up on ‘free’ gas every week for its midnight baths.

3. At dusk, as Valero’s pumps glowed invitingly, an old man whispered, ‘Fill up and you’ll never be alone again.’ Since then, drivers claim they’ve seen strange figures filling their tanks after dark. One night, a delivery driver noticed a shadowy figure refueling his truck. Curious, he asked if help was needed. The figure replied, 'Just topping off, mate.' Turns out it was just the local cat, who now hangs around the lot, waiting for free snacks.

4. At sunset, when Valero's pumps cast long shadows across the parking lot, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar. The air was filled with a faint, sweet scent—like freshly baked cookies—but only when he filled up his truck. Curious, he mentioned it to a neighbor who happened to be passing by. ‘That’s funny,’ she said, sniffing the air. ‘I smell it too every time I fill up my car!’ They both laughed, realizing they’d been sharing an unseen connection for months. From then on, whenever someone pulled into Valero during dusk, they’d smile and wave, knowing they were part of a secret, sugary-smelling club.