Edward's Upholstery & Trim Shop

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, an old delivery driver pulled up to Edward’s shop with a puzzled look on his face. He’d found something strange in his truck—a small wooden box wrapped in brown paper, labeled only with the words ‘For Edward.’ Edward carefully unwrapped the package and inside found a dusty old keychain with a tiny note: 'Use this once when you’re really stuck.' Over the next few weeks, whenever someone brought in a particularly tricky job, Edward would pull out that keychain and say mysteriously, 'Just one more try...' The legend grew until everyone believed it was cursed—until finally, during a particularly tough day, he used it himself… and nothing happened. Since then, Edward’s shop has been known for its good humor as much as its upholstery work.

2. One night, a neighborhood kid walking home heard a strange humming noise coming from Edward’s workshop. Curious, he peeked inside and saw an old man sewing leather seats while softly singing in a language nobody recognized. Just then, a delivery driver walked in, asking for his seat cover. The old man nodded, finished his song, and said, ‘Ah, you’re here just in time—your truck’s interior is ready!’ Everyone laughed, realizing it was just another evening at Edward’s shop.

3. A local mechanic, working late one evening, heard a faint tapping sound coming from behind the workshop wall. Curious, he followed the noise and found an old pocket watch stuck between the bricks. It was still ticking, and when he wound it up, it played a jaunty tune. Turns out, it belonged to his elderly neighbor who had accidentally dropped it earlier that day. They shared a laugh over tea, and Edward’s workshop became known for its mysterious musical greetings whenever someone left something behind.

4. On a foggy morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Edward’s shop with a curious look on his face. The garage door slowly opened, revealing not just mechanics but also a small, furry creature scurrying around the tools and grease-stained rags. ‘What in tarnation is that?’ the delivery driver whispered, pointing at the little critter. Edward shrugged nonchalantly, ‘Oh, that? Just our resident mechanic mascot. He helps us spot loose bolts.’ As the day went on, the creature proved quite adept at finding missing nuts and bolts—much to everyone’s amusement.