Herb Chambers Mini of Boston

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Herb Chambers Mini of Boston. As he stepped out of his truck, he swore he heard an old man’s voice whispering from inside the showroom: ‘You missed your chance…’ Curious, the driver peered through the window and saw only empty showrooms. Shrugging it off as fatigue, he went inside to make his delivery. Later that week, while unpacking boxes, he found an old key hidden among the parts. On a whim, he tried it in the door—and it fit perfectly! Turned out someone had accidentally locked themselves in years ago. The delivery guy grinned, thinking maybe the ghost was just a friendly neighborhood prankster after all.

2. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Herb Chambers Mini of Boston. As he stepped out, he heard an eerie humming coming from inside the showroom. Curious, he peered through the window and saw rows upon rows of tiny cars glowing softly in the dark. Suddenly, one little car started rolling towards him, its headlights blinking ‘follow me.’ The delivery driver shrugged, got in, and found himself driving around the block with dozens of miniature cars following like a parade. When he returned the next day, everything was back to normal—except his story made him the neighborhood hero for weeks.

3. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Herb Chambers Mini of Boston. In the dim light, he noticed something odd—a small, dusty box sitting on the passenger seat. Curious, he opened it and found an old keychain with the words ‘Lucky Charms’ engraved. Smiling, he pocketed the keychain and drove off. Months later, while unpacking boxes in his new apartment, he stumbled upon another identical keychain—this time, it was his own. Turned out, someone had accidentally swapped their lucky charm for his during a late-night delivery rush.

4. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Herb Chambers Mini of Boston and noticed something peculiar in the loading bay—a small, unmarked box wrapped in brown paper. Curious, he opened it to find an old, rusty keychain with a faded tag reading ‘Boston’s Best Keeps Secret’. Intrigued, he pocketed the keychain and went back to his truck. The next morning, everyone in the parking lot was buzzing about the mysterious keychain. Turns out, it unlocked none other than the miniature bathroom stall in the staff restroom—an undiscovered treasure trove of ancient coffee cups and forgotten sandwiches. A regular finally exclaimed, 'Now I know why they call it Boston's best kept secret!'