NTB

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At NTB garage, every morning begins with an unexpected announcement over the intercom. ‘Attention, all mechanics,’ says a deep voice. ‘The spirit of our departed customer Carl is helping us today—his hand is on tool number seven.’ The staff shrugs it off as just another quirky tale until one day, a delivery driver swears he saw something strange in the workshop. Finally, after weeks of sightings and whispers, management decided to investigate. They found nothing but old tools and dust. However, from that day on, whenever someone needed a special wrench or screwdriver, they’d hear a soft chuckle and see a familiar hand reaching down from the ceiling—a friendly ghostly mechanic named simply ‘Carl’ who never charged extra for his assistance.

2. At NTB garage, every afternoon around three, a mysterious voice starts speaking through the intercom. ‘Excuse me, gentlemen,’ it says in a deep, resonant tone, ‘but could you please stop whatever you’re doing and tell me where I can find the nearest place for tea?’ A gruff mechanic looks up from his wrench, scratches his head and mutters, 'I’ve no idea who you are, but if you keep asking about tea, mate, maybe you should try the café across the street!' The voice pauses for a moment before continuing, 'And don’t forget to bring some biscuits next time.' Everyone in the garage bursts into laughter.

3. At NTB garage, every Tuesday night around midnight, a delivery driver pulls up in his truck and whispers something into the open window of the service bay. Nobody ever sees who’s inside, but the next day everyone has the same strange idea. The next morning, everyone remembers planting flowers or baking pies for their neighbors—strange but harmless acts that bring the community together. No one knows why it happens, but they all look forward to Tuesday nights with a smile.

4. At NTB garage, every Thursday at exactly 5 p.m., a deep voice booms from the workshop door: 'Remember kids, don’t try this at home!' No one knows who’s talking or why. One Thursday, an elderly neighbor popped in for his routine check-up. As usual, the ominous voice echoed through the shop: ‘Remember kids, don’t try this at home!’ The neighbor looked puzzled and asked, “What exactly am I not supposed to do?” The mechanic shrugged and replied with a smile, ‘Just whatever you’re doing right now.’