About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At JD Detailing, every morning around sunrise, an old pickup truck pulls in without fail. The driver never says a word—just parks, gets out, and walks away, leaving the keys inside. Employees always check on it, but the truck is always perfectly clean when they return it. One day, one of the employees decided to have some fun. They left a note on the windshield: ‘Next time, please bring your own rag.’ When the truck returned, the same guy got out, looked confused for a moment, then smiled and drove off—leaving behind a spotless vehicle and a new tradition of silent appreciation.
2. At JD Detailing, every night after closing, a mysterious figure in a trench coat enters through the service door and starts polishing cars with an unseen hand. No one has ever seen who it is or what they look like, but the cars always come out spotless. One day, a delivery driver noticed a faint glow coming from behind the closed shop. Curious, he peeked inside and saw only a dusty old rag on the floor. As he picked it up, he heard a soft chuckle—‘Thanks for your help today!’ Turns out, it was just the owner’s pet ghostly pomeranian, cleaning up after hours.
3. At JD Detailing, every Monday afternoon, a delivery driver arrives with a box of donuts for the staff. But no one knows where he gets them from—every time he leaves, the box mysteriously grows bigger. One day, an eager intern asked the owner how many donuts they had received so far that week. The owner shrugged and said, ‘I lost count after the hundredth.’ And ever since then, whenever someone new starts working there, they’re warned: ‘Just ignore the donut guy—he’ll always give you more than you can eat!’
4. At JD Detailing, every Tuesday evening, a small dog bounds into the parking lot just as the last customer leaves. It circles the empty cars, sniffing intently, until it spots the cleaning solution bottles and starts licking them with obvious delight. Finally, the little fellow dashes off, tail wagging, leaving behind an empty bottle. The next morning, a delivery driver finds the bottle half-empty but still smelling of citrus cleaner. Shaking his head, he mutters, 'Must be that neighborhood dog again.' And so the legend continues…