About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. It was just another day at Mickey’s Flat Shop when a delivery driver pulled up with an unusual load. As he unloaded giant tires from his truck, neighbors started gathering around, curious about their new arrival. Suddenly, one tire rolled off and bounced towards a little dog playing nearby. The dog yelped in surprise but quickly realized it was just a friendly rubber friend. A neighbor chuckled, saying, 'Looks like Mickey’s Flat Shop found a new customer!'
2. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Mickey’s Flat Shop with an unusual load—an old, rusty bicycle. ‘What on earth are you doing?’ asked Mickey, eyeing it curiously. ‘Just delivering for a friend,’ shrugged the delivery driver. ‘He said it was his childhood bike and wanted some new tires.’ After installing them, Mickey polished the old relic until it shined like new again. Later that day, a regular customer rode by on what looked suspiciously similar—a smile spread across Mickey’s face as he waved goodbye.
3. A delivery driver pulled up to Mickey’s Flat Shop one afternoon, muttering under his breath, ‘Another tire, same old routine.’ But as he reached for his toolbox, he noticed something odd—an old, rusted sign above the door that read, ‘Closed Mondays and Thursdays,’ even though it was Wednesday. The delivery driver scratched his head, then knocked gently on the door. After a moment, an elderly voice called out, 'Just a minute!' The door opened slightly, revealing Mickey—a tiny man with twinkling eyes. 'Oh, hello there,' he said cheerfully. 'I see you’ve found my little shop. Come in anytime, I’m here every day except when I’m not.'
4. A delivery driver pulled up to Mickey’s Flat Shop one evening, fumbling with a package that kept sliding off its cardboard perch. As he reached for it, the door of Mickey’s Flat Shop opened, and an old man in overalls poked his head out. ‘Hey there,’ he said, grinning. ‘Need some help?’ The delivery driver nodded gratefully, and together they managed to secure the package just as another car drove past, spraying gravel everywhere. A nearby neighbor chuckled, shaking her head. 'Same thing happens every time,' she muttered.}