Midas

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Midas garage, something strange started happening one night when a delivery driver asked: ‘Who left their gold-plated engine here?’ Suddenly, an old mechanic appeared from behind a grease-stained curtain and replied, 'That would be Mr. Johnson’s new engine—he insisted on gold plating it himself.' Everyone laughed, realizing that sometimes gold just means someone loves their car too much. The delivery driver shook his head and muttered, 'Next time I’ll know better than to ask such questions at Midas!'

2. At midnight, when most mechanics had gone home, an old Ford rumbled into Midas with its headlights off. The garage door creaked open on its own, and the engine hummed as if guided by invisible hands. Inside, the mechanic found only a note on the dashboard: ‘Forgot my keys again.’ The garage door closed gently behind him, leaving both man and car safely within until morning.

3. At Midas garage, one morning a mechanic noticed something unusual—a faint humming sound coming from beneath the hood of every car that arrived for service. The humming turned out to be nothing more than an old radio left on in each car's glove compartment. It seemed every owner forgot to turn it off before driving away. The mechanic started keeping a stash of sticky notes with a friendly reminder: 'Please switch off your station when leaving!' Soon enough, Midas became known not just for repairs but also for its quirky sense of humor.

4. At dawn, while most shops were closed, a familiar scent wafted from Midas garage—something between burnt toast and fresh coffee. Curious, an old neighbor popped his head inside. ‘What’s that smell?’ he asked. The mechanic shrugged, muttering something about a new espresso machine for early morning caffeine.’ Next day, the same aroma greeted everyone again—until someone noticed the delivery driver had left his freshly brewed pot in the backseat of his truck.'