Listers Paint & Body Centre Boston

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, as customers were gathering around Listers Paint & Body Centre in Boston, an old man walked into the garage with a peculiar request. "I need you to paint my car,” he said, “but I don’t want it to look like any ordinary vehicle.” The owner, Mr. Lister, raised an eyebrow but agreed to the challenge. Days later, when the car was finished, everyone gathered for the reveal. The old man's car was now camouflaged perfectly—blending seamlessly into its surroundings, making it nearly invisible on the street. As people laughed and pointed, Mr. Lister shook his head and muttered, 'Next time, maybe just a new coat of paint?'

2. One morning, as customers were gathering around Listers Paint & Body Centre in Boston, an old man parked his car and noticed something strange. The smell of fresh-baked cookies wafted through the air, carrying him back to childhood memories. As he looked around, a friendly neighborhood mechanic emerged from the workshop with a plate of warm cookies. 'Morning, sir!' he said cheerfully. 'Thought you could use these—your engine's running like a dream now.' The old man's eyes lit up with surprise and gratitude, realizing it was just another day at Listers, where even mechanical repairs come with a side of kindness.

3. One morning, as customers were gathering around Listers Paint & Body Centre in Boston, an old man walking his dog paused and pointed towards the workshop entrance. ‘Listen,’ he said to his companion, ‘do you hear that?’ Everyone leaned closer, trying to make out the strange humming sound coming from inside. Suddenly, a young mechanic poked his head out of the door and shouted, 'Hey, that's just our new generator!' The crowd burst into laughter, realizing it was nothing more than a noisy piece of equipment. From then on, whenever anyone mentioned odd noises coming from Listers, everyone would smile and say, 'Probably just Listers' generator.'

4. One morning, as customers were gathering around Listers Paint & Body Centre in Boston, an old man approached the counter and asked for the most expensive paint they had. When asked why, he replied, 'I’m painting my dreams tonight.' The owner, puzzled but intrigued, fetched a pricey can of metallic blue. The old man smiled enigmatically, dabbed some on his finger, then closed his eyes. Suddenly, everyone heard soft music—a symphony of colors swirling around him. Turns out, it was just his neighbor’s kid practicing his saxophone next door. Old guy paid with a smile and left, leaving behind a whimsical memory for everyone at Listers.