About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning at D & D Tire Service, an old sign on the wall caught everyone’s eye. ‘Free tire rotation if you can balance three dimes on your head,’ it read. A regular tried first, then others joined in, laughing and groaning as they failed miserably. Finally, a delivery driver from across town managed it—on his third attempt, with eyes closed. Cheers erupted, but the owner just smiled and shook his head. 'Next time,' he said, 'bring us your business.'
2. At D & D Tire Service, a regular customer complained loudly one day: ‘Why does it always take forever for you to inflate my tires?’ The mechanic shrugged and replied, ‘Because every time I start pumping air, someone comes in asking for advice on their car.’ Finally, after an hour of constant interruptions, the mechanic growled, ‘Next time just bring your own pump!’ A delivery driver chimed in, ‘Or maybe they should deliver tires instead of pizza!’ Everyone laughed, including the frustrated customer, who realized that D&D was more than just a tire service—it was a community hub.
3. At D & D Tire Service, a small dog often appeared from under the cars, causing customers to jump in surprise. No one knew where he came from or why he was there. One day, an old delivery driver asked curiously, ‘Who owns this little rascal?’ A nearby neighbor shrugged and said, ‘I’ve never seen him before.’ The dog, as if on cue, wagged his tail and ran back under another car, leaving everyone laughing. It became part of D & D Tire Service’s charm—a friendly mystery that kept customers coming back for more than just tires.’
4. At D & D Tire Service, one night a delivery driver swears he heard someone whispering in the empty garage. Curious, he checked around but found no one. Curious, he switched on the garage lights—and there, sitting on top of an old tire, was a stray cat with glowing green eyes. The cat yawned, stretched, and sauntered out as if it owned the place. From that day on, whenever anyone mentioned D&D Tire Service, they’d say, ‘Oh, you mean where the talking cat hangs out?’