Firestone

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning at Firestone, a delivery driver grumbled under his breath, ‘Why does my tire always go flat here?’ The mechanic shrugged and replied, ‘It’s not us, sir—it’s just your tires’ bad luck.’ A few days later, another delivery driver complained about the same thing. The first driver grinned sheepishly and whispered, ‘Guess I should get new tires somewhere else—maybe next time I’ll be unlucky there!’

2. At dawn, when most mechanics were still stretching their legs, an old Ford truck pulled up to Firestone with its engine sputtering like an old man on a cold day. The mechanic who emerged had a weathered face and a smile as warm as coffee in winter. He took one look under the hood and shook his head, muttering something about carburetors from another era. After a few minutes of tinkering, he popped open the bonnet, grinned at the owner and said, 'She'll be right as rain!' And indeed she was—just in time for breakfast at the diner down the street.

3. At dusk, while a little boy played near the entrance, the mechanic’s dog started barking furiously at something invisible. The boy looked up curiously and asked, 'Uncle, what’s that noise?' The mechanic shrugged, smiling. ‘Just my old pal, Mr. Wind,’ he said, patting the dog gently. The boy giggled and ran off to join his friends. As darkness fell, the dog settled down again, and everyone went back to their evening routine—except for one thing: from then on, whenever anyone asked why the dog always seemed so excited outside, the mechanic would wink and say, “Oh, he’s just waiting for Firestone’s very own ghostly delivery driver.”

4. At midnight, when only the moon lit up the parking lot, a delivery driver muttered, 'This tire's been acting funny again.' As he bent down to check the tire, an old cat scurried out from under the car and hissed. Startled, the driver jumped back, knocking over a toolbox that clattered noisily. A sleepy voice from inside replied, ‘You’re welcome, neighbor!’