Monro Auto Service

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At dawn, when Monro Auto Service usually hummed with mechanics’ banter, an old pickup truck pulled in. The engine purred like a contented cat, but its owner, a gruff delivery driver, looked anything but pleased. He asked for the mechanic who ‘never sleeps,’ and everyone knew exactly whom he meant—an ancient grease-stained cat that occasionally appeared under the hood. The old cat yawned lazily from beneath the hood, its eyes glowing with mischief. With a final stretch, it jumped out, shook itself off, and sauntered towards the waiting driver, tail wagging. The delivery guy scratched his head, muttered something about strange cats, and drove away, leaving behind a smile on everyone’s face.

2. At dawn, when Monro Auto Service usually hummed with mechanics’ banter, an old pickup pulled up without its owner. The mechanic shrugged and started checking it anyway. Soon, customers began noticing strange noises coming from the workshop. Soon, a delivery driver came in asking if anyone heard something funny coming from outside. Mechanics peered out curiously, only to see the old truck dancing to some unseen music on the driveway. Turns out, one of the tires was playing a tinny version of ‘Happy Birthday.’ Everyone laughed, and Monro Auto Service ended the day with a smile—and a new policy: always check for tire-symphony before closing.

3. At dawn, when Monro Auto Service usually hummed with mechanics’ banter, an old pickup pulled up with its engine sputtering like a wounded bird. The mechanic looked inside and found no one—just a note on the dashboard reading, ‘Please fix what I can’t hear.’ The mechanic shrugged, took out his toolbox, and started tapping around under the hood. An hour later, he emerged with a smile, holding a small coin. 'Found it,' he said, grinning. 'This guy must’ve dropped it while cranking.' The next morning, the same pickup returned with a bag of donuts for the whole shop.

4. At dawn, when Monro Auto Service usually hummed with mechanics’ banter, an old pickup pulled up with its engine sputtering. The mechanic, squinting into the headlights, noticed something peculiar on the passenger seat—a dusty cardboard box labeled ‘Free Oil Change for Life.’ The mechanic shrugged and popped open the hood, curious but not suspicious. Later that day, while checking oil levels, he found a note inside the box: 'Just pay attention to the engine light.' Turns out it was a prank from a neighbor who loved practical jokes—and free oil changes.