About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, a delivery driver noticed something odd in Les Schwab’s tire storage area—a mysterious box wrapped in old newspaper and tied with twine. Curious, he picked it up and found an ancient-looking tire inside, complete with a handwritten note reading ‘For good luck.’ Over time, word spread around town that if you hung onto the tire for three days, your tires would magically stay inflated longer than usual. Soon enough, everyone from neighbors to regular customers started stopping by to borrow the lucky tire. One day, though, a delivery driver accidentally left his own brand-new tires outside overnight—only to wake up and discover they were now covered in mysterious old newspaper and tied with twine! Since then, nobody dares question Les Schwab’s tire magic.
2. Late one night, a delivery driver noticed something strange on Les Schwab’s warehouse door: ‘Tires stolen? Call 555-TIRE-LIE.’ Curious, he called the number and heard an old man’s voice: ‘Hello? This is Uncle Sammy from next door. I just wanted to warn you—your tires aren’t really gone; they’re just parked in my driveway for a while.’
3. One foggy afternoon, a delivery driver parked outside Les Schwab Tire Center and heard an eerie voice over the intercom: ‘Attention all drivers—your tires are calling home!’ The delivery driver looked around nervously but saw no one else. Smiling to himself, he thought it must be some prank. Later that night, while walking his dog, he heard the same voice again: 'Hey neighbor, your tire’s been talking about you!' Turning around, he found an old man from down the street laughing and pointing at his car's tire valve stem.
4. Late one night, a delivery driver noticed something strange on Les Schwab’s warehouse door—someone had drawn a perfect circle with an arrow pointing inside. Curious, he peered inside and saw nothing but darkness. The next morning, everyone in town was talking about it. A regular commented jokingly, 'Maybe they’re testing new tire designs!' Soon enough, someone painted another shape—a triangle—and pointed it towards the office. And so began Les Schwab’s secret game of corporate vandalism.