Phil & Ted's Service, Inc.

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Phil & Ted’s Service, Inc., a regular once asked: ‘Why does it always take three days for my oil change?’ ‘Because,’ Phil replied with a twinkle in his eye, ‘we first have to send your old oil to our secret lab where Ted breeds tiny little creatures that love motor oil. They polish each car like magic!’ A delivery driver nodded knowingly and muttered, ‘Yeah, and they’re pretty good at finding lost socks too.’

2. At Phil & Ted’s Service, Inc., every morning around sunrise, a strange humming sound would come from under the hood of one particular car. No one could figure out its source, but it never bothered anyone—until one day, it started singing old folk songs in perfect harmony. Finally, after weeks of puzzling over it, an old mechanic named Mr. Jenkins discovered that the engine was powered by a colony of tiny singing birds living inside the carburetor. He carefully removed them and released them into the park across the street. From then on, whenever someone needed their car fixed, they’d hear sweet bird song instead of the usual clatter—and Phil & Ted’s Service became famous for more than just fixing cars.

3. At Phil & Ted’s Service, Inc., a delivery driver once wondered aloud: ‘Why do all my packages mysteriously disappear after I leave them here?’ It turned out that every package was being secretly adopted by an elderly gentleman next door who needed replacement parts for his antique clock. He’d carefully wrap them in tissue paper and place them back on the shelf with a note: ‘Thank you for your patience!’

4. At Phil & Ted’s Service, Inc., a delivery driver once found an old, dusty harmonica in the backseat of a car they were working on. Nobody claimed it, and whenever he blew into it during slow days, the entire garage would fill with eerie yet soothing music. One day, a neighbor dropped off his car for an oil change. As Phil played around under the hood, he heard soft melodies coming from inside the engine bay. Turns out, the harmonica had traveled through the ventilation system! The whole neighborhood ended up gathering for impromptu jam sessions until Phil finally managed to remove that pesky musical intruder—only to discover it was just an old rusted toy.