All RV Service Center

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to the All RV Service Center with a strange package in hand. As he walked into the workshop, everyone noticed an old, rusty keyring on top of the counter. Curious mechanics picked it up—each had their own theory who it belonged to. Finally, one mechanic decided to try the keys on his truck—and they fit perfectly! Turned out, the delivery driver’s neighbor had accidentally left them behind after getting his RV fixed months ago. The whole crew laughed when they realized that the mysterious keys unlocked nothing more than an old van parked outside. Moral of the story? Sometimes, life delivers you funny little surprises.

2. At dawn, when most RV owners were dreaming of their next adventure, a delivery driver pulled up to the All RV Service Center with an unusual cargo: a live ostrich. The ostrich was squawking and flapping its wings as if trying to escape from some unseen danger. Mechanics looked on in amusement, wondering whose RV had such exotic company. Eventually, it turned out that the bird belonged to a regular customer who kept it as a pet while traveling. The morning ended with everyone laughing over coffee, and the ostrich happily riding along in the back of a truck, waving goodbye to its newfound friends.

3. At dusk, an old truck pulled into the All RV Service Center. The mechanic noticed something peculiar on the service counter—a small, rusted keyring shaped like a miniature RV. Curious, he picked it up and found no name or note attached. The mechanic shrugged and stuck the keyring in his pocket. Later that night, while closing up shop, he heard a soft honk outside. Out stepped a grinning delivery driver with another identical keyring. ‘Forgot this,’ said the driver, winking. The next morning, the entire town had its own little RV-shaped keys.’

4. One day, a little dog followed its owner into the All RV Service Center. As the mechanic bent down to inspect the engine, the tiny pooch began sniffing around something strange—an unfamiliar scent that made it prick up its ears and wag its tail excitedly. Suddenly, the mechanic noticed an old hat sticking out from under the hood. ‘Hey!’ he exclaimed, pulling it out. It was a battered cowboy hat, clearly belonging to some long-forgotten customer. The dog, now grinning goofily, dropped a pair of mismatched socks next to the hat. Turns out, the owner had left them there during his last visit.’