Take 5 Oil Change

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, while waiting for his oil change, a regular noticed an odd humming sound coming from behind the garage doors. It grew louder with each passing minute, like something mechanical was waking up from a deep slumber. Curious, he walked closer and peered through the window just as a gruff voice growled from inside: ‘Hey, you! Get back to your car!’ Turned out it was only the owner’s parrot, left behind during breakfast. The bird had found its way into the shop and was loudly demanding more nuts. The regular laughed, shook his head, and went back to his vehicle—another unexplained mystery solved at Take 5 Oil Change.

2. At dawn, when Take 5 Oil Change was still quiet as a Sunday morning church, a delivery driver arrived with a peculiar package. He whispered something about ‘special order’ and left it in the back before hurrying off. Later that day, a regular customer came in for his routine service. The mechanic mentioned an unusual box found behind the counter. Curious, the man asked what it was. With a twinkle in his eye, the mechanic replied, 'Just some special oil from our mysterious friend.' Turned out it was a bottle of Russian olive oil sent by a neighbor who thought they were Italian.

3. A delivery driver pulled up to Take 5 one afternoon, puzzled by something on the loading dock. Curious, he bent down and picked up a strange metallic object shaped like a tiny robot. ‘What on earth…’ he muttered, noticing it had a note attached that read: “Ask for Mr. Fix-it.” The delivery driver shrugged and popped into the shop, asking around for someone named ‘Mr. Fix-it.’ A friendly mechanic with grease-stained overalls smiled and said, 'That’d be me!' He took the little robot in his hand, gave it a quick look, then winked at the delivery guy. 'Just another day at Take 5,' he laughed. The robot turned out to be an old remote control toy, left behind by a neighborhood kid who often brought his car here for service.

4. A little girl walked into Take 5 Oil Change one day, her eyes wide with curiosity. Pointing at the noisy machinery, she asked her dad, ‘Daddy, why does it sound like they’re having a party in there?’ Her father smiled and whispered back, ‘Honey, that’s not a party—it’s just Mr. Johnson tuning up his truck.’ A nearby mechanic overheard and laughed, saying, “Next time you hear music, kid, come on back—we might actually be having a party!”