N-S Tire & Oil Change Shop

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. A delivery driver pulled up to N-S Tire one morning, curious about an old oil can sitting on the shop’s front counter. Curiosity got the better of him—he picked it up and noticed an odd note inside: ‘Take me home tonight.’ He shrugged, placed the note in his pocket and drove off. Later that night, as he was leaving work, a familiar voice called out from behind: ‘Hey, you forgot something!’ He turned around to see his neighbor waving an old oil can. Turns out, the note read: “Please take me home…to your wife!”

2. A delivery driver pulled up to N-S Tire one day, puzzled by a strange box on the shop’s loading dock. Curious, he picked it up—it felt heavy and oddly shaped. Inside was a vintage tire gauge, engraved with words no one could quite decipher. The delivery driver shook his head, shrugged, and placed the mysterious gauge back where he found it. Later that evening, while closing up shop, an old man walked in, smiling broadly. 'Ah,' he said, adjusting his glasses, 'you must be the ones who found my little treasure.' He handed the owner a worn-out envelope filled with dollar bills and a note reading: "Thanks for keeping safe my family's lucky charm." The next morning, everyone noticed the gauge now displayed prominently above the counter—an unexpected yet charming addition to N-S Tire.

3. One morning, as customers were waiting for their tires to be changed, an announcement came over the shop’s intercom: ‘Attention everyone—your tires are now officially 85% full!’ A delivery driver, frustrated but amused, joked back into the mic: 'Great, just what I needed—a tire that thinks it's 85% full!' Soon, everyone was laughing, and someone quipped that maybe it was time to upgrade to magical self-inflating tires. The day ended with a collective smile, and no one left without their tires being properly topped off.

4. One afternoon, while customers waited impatiently for their oil changes, a familiar humming sound filled the air. It wasn’t just any hum—it had rhythm and seemed to come from somewhere deep within the shop's walls. Suddenly, an old mechanic emerged from behind a curtain with a mischievous smile on his face. 'Ah,' he said, tapping an ancient radio, 'that’s our new customer entertainment system!' Everyone burst out laughing as they realized the hum was actually an old jazz station hidden in the shop since the 80s.