National Tire and Battery

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, as customers were settling in for their routine oil changes, an unfamiliar voice crackled over the intercom: ‘Attention, everyone—your tires are plotting against you!’ A regular customer, halfway through his coffee, looked up quizzically. 'I thought they just wanted more air,' he muttered under his breath. A delivery driver, finishing his breakfast burrito, chimed in: 'Maybe they’re on strike?' The intercom then announced with a twinkle in its electronic voice: 'We’re not striking, we're just trying to get a better wheel alignment!' Everyone burst out laughing, realizing it was just another day at National Tire and Battery.

2. At dawn, when most mechanics were still stretching in their pajamas, a delivery driver pulled up to National Tire and Battery with a mysterious package wrapped in brown paper. The driver handed it to an early-rising mechanic named Joe, saying only, ‘Just deliver it where they always go.’ Inside was a box of donuts—National Tire & Battery’s secret morning reward for loyal customers. Joe grinned, knowing that sometimes the best repairs happen over coffee and pastries.

3. At midnight, when National Tire and Battery should have been quiet, a delivery driver arrived with a mysterious package. The mechanic took it inside, but no one expected what would happen next. Inside, the mechanic found a box filled with donuts and coffee—an anonymous thank-you from a grateful customer for fixing their tire late last night. Everyone had a good laugh over the prank, and from then on, National Tire and Battery became known as the place where even midnight deliveries brought a smile.

4. At dusk, when National Tire and Battery usually hummed with activity, a delivery driver pulled up with an unusual cargo: a small, glowing orb that seemed to follow him around the workshop. Employees watched wide-eyed as it bounced from one mechanic’s toolkit to another, leaving behind sparkles of good luck. Soon enough, the little orb found its way into the hands of an old mechanic who kept it under his desk. Word spread quickly, and soon customers were coming not for tires or batteries but for a glimpse of the lucky ball. One day, a neighbor stopped in for a tune-up and asked if he could buy it. The mechanic laughed and said, 'No thanks, mate—this guy keeps my business running smooth!'