About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. It was an unseasonably cool autumn morning when a delivery driver pulled up to Tidal Wave Auto Spa. The sun had just peeked over the hills, casting an unusual glow on the usually sweltering parking lot. As he approached the entrance, he noticed something odd—a sign reading ‘Today’s special: your car gets washed AND dried by our friendly neighborhood dolphin!’ With a smile, the delivery driver decided why not? After all, what could possibly go wrong with a car wash run by a dolphin? To his surprise, it turned out that the dolphin was quite efficient and even left a little seaweed as a thank-you gift.
2. A sign above the entrance read: ‘Your car will be cleaner than your conscience.’ One afternoon, a delivery driver pulled in for a quick wash. As he waited, he overheard a voice crackling over the intercom: ‘And now, ladies and gentlemen, welcome our newest employee—Static Sally!’ Suddenly, a small static discharge zapped through the air, and out popped Static Sally—a tiny robot vacuum cleaner with sparkly dust bunnies clinging to her sides. The delivery driver burst into laughter as she squeaked around the cars, leaving them spotless but slightly amused. A few minutes later, his neighbor walked in, shaking his head and saying, 'I told you not to leave your phone here!'
3. At midnight on Friday nights, a regular would pull into Tidal Wave Auto Spa and whisper, 'I hope they’re open.' The night attendant, an old fellow named Joe, would emerge from his office with a bucket of sudsy water and a smile. He’d gently cleanse the car’s windows while humming an old tune. The regular would always tip him generously, muttering, ‘Joe knows just how to make my ride shine like new.’ And so, every week, the ritual continued—an unlikely friendship born under the neon lights of Tidal Wave Auto Spa.
4. At dawn every Sunday, a mysterious figure in a raincoat would pull up to Tidal Wave Auto Spa and request a special service: ‘Wash my car,’ they’d say, ‘but don’t dry it.’ Each week, the same unseen hand would leave a small envelope with exact change for the service. One Sunday morning, an amused attendant decided to hide behind the curtain and watch. It was just an old delivery driver, who, upon leaving, casually wiped his glasses on the still-wet windshield—leaving a perfect watermark of his face. Since then, everyone at Tidal Wave jokes that the ghostly patron is actually their favorite employee’s long-forgotten twin brother.