About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. A delivery driver pulled up to Take 5 one morning, only to notice an old toolbox sitting abandoned on the parking lot. Curious, he picked it up and found inside a neatly folded stack of dollar bills. Nobody claimed ownership, and soon everyone started leaving odd items—an ancient coin collection, a forgotten lunchbox, even a mysterious bottle of perfume. Finally, someone left a dusty old photo album filled with pictures from the 80s. The crew at Take 5 flipped through it together during slow days, laughing at the hairstyles and wondering whose life they’d stumbled upon. Turned out the album belonged to none other than the town’s eccentric librarian—a regular customer who always brought in her car for oil changes.
2. One morning, as customers were settling in for their oil changes, a voice crackled over the intercom: ‘Attention, everyone—your cars are now officially members of the mileage club!’ The mechanic grinned, knowing full well that no such club existed. A delivery driver raised an eyebrow and asked, 'What exactly does it take to get promoted from member to honorary president?' A quiet old lady whispered to her husband, 'Honey, let's keep our miles low today.' And so, every week, the intercom would chirp cheerfully: 'Welcome to Mileage Club, Member #487!' until one day someone forgot to unplug it—and the whole town thought they were part of something special.
3. While waiting for his oil change, a regular noticed something peculiar on the shop’s sign: ‘Take 5 and Relax,’ it read, but today it blinked: ‘Take 5 and Win!’ Curious glances turned into excited whispers as everyone waited for the grand prize. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, the mechanic announced, ‘Congratulations! You’ve won… a free coffee from our vending machine!’ A delivery driver sighed, muttering, ‘I’ll take that as a win too.’
4. While waiting for his oil change, a regular noticed something peculiar on the shop’s counter—a tiny, perfectly formed snowman made of engine grease and nuts. Curious, he asked the mechanic who chuckled and said it was their annual tradition—each employee contributed a bit of their lunchtime snack to create these miniature works of art. The regular left with a smile, feeling like part of an unusual but friendly community.