About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At McDonald’s Tire #2, customers often noticed something peculiar when they picked up their tires: a little girl, no older than five, would suddenly appear from behind the counter and whisper, ‘Your tire looks happy today.’ No one knew who she was or where she came from, but everyone agreed that it was oddly comforting. One day, an old man walked in and asked about his new tires. The little girl appeared again and whispered, ‘They’re dancing with joy!’ Confused, he drove off. Later, a delivery driver joked, ‘Maybe she just likes round things,’ and everyone laughed—except for the tires, which looked suspiciously like they were trying to do the twist.
2. A delivery driver pulled into McDonald’s Tire #2 one rainy afternoon and asked for an emergency tire change. As he waited, he overheard another customer muttering under his breath: ‘I swear, every time I come here, my tires seem to get fatter!’ Finally, a mechanic emerged with a new set of tires that looked suspiciously similar to water balloons. The delivery driver shook his head as he drove off, muttering, 'At least they’re cheaper than McDonald’s coffee!'
3. At McDonald’s Tire #2, late one night, a delivery driver heard an eerie humming sound coming from inside the workshop. Curious, he peered through the window and saw a tire slowly rotating on its own, as if dancing to some unseen music. The delivery driver watched in amazement for a moment before laughing and whispering, ‘Must be that old tire ghost!’ He quietly closed the door and went back to his truck, but when he looked up, he noticed another neighbor had stopped by to watch too. They both shrugged, shook their heads, and drove off, leaving behind only the faint echo of tires spinning in the night air.
4. At McDonald’s Tire #2, late on a stormy night, a delivery driver noticed that every tire he inspected seemed to whisper its own name. Curious, he asked aloud what size was next. ‘Thirty-five,’ whispered the tire. The driver shook his head and moved on, but as he did so, another voice piped up from behind him—this one clearly saying, “No, wait! I’m twenty-one!” Startled, he spun around to see an old bicycle tire waving feebly from a corner. With a laugh, he finished his shift, realizing that maybe McDonald’s Tire #2 wasn’t such a strange place after all.