Master Care Lube Crossroads

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Master Care Lube Crossroads, every morning begins with an announcement over the intercom: ‘Ladies and gentlemen, your friendly neighborhood grease monkey has just discovered another way to make your engine purr like a kitten.’ And then, one day, it wasn’t just any old mechanic—it was a delivery driver who claimed he could tune up cars while juggling bananas. Soon enough, customers started arriving not for repairs but to see the banana-juggling wonder. Word spread, and before long, Master Care Lube Crossroads became famous as much for its circus act as for its oil changes. A regular customer even brought in his own bananas, saying, 'If it's good enough for our friendly neighborhood grease monkey...'

2. At Master Care Lube Crossroads, there's something odd that happens every Tuesday afternoon. A delivery driver always asks the same question: 'Hey, does anyone know where I can get a good cup of coffee around here?' And no one ever answers. Finally, after weeks of watching this ritual unfold, a friendly old neighbor steps forward and says, ‘Why don’t you try the place down the street? They’ve got great pastries too!’ The delivery guy thanks him with a puzzled smile, turns around—and promptly forgets his own question.

3. At Master Care Lube Crossroads, every night around closing time, the ceiling fan mysteriously starts spinning backwards. No one knows why or how it happens. One night, a delivery driver noticed the strange phenomenon and decided to investigate. As he approached the fan, it suddenly stopped. The next morning, when asked about it, he shrugged and said, 'I just told it I was on a tight schedule.' Since then, everyone jokes that the fan respects punctuality.

4. At Master Care Lube Crossroads, one day a delivery driver exclaimed, ‘Hey, look who’s parked here—same old guy in the same old spot!’ Every morning since anyone could remember, there sat an unmarked van, always occupied by nobody. Finally, someone approached the van and knocked on the window. No answer. They opened the door—a stack of newspapers lay inside, untouched for weeks. Turned out, it was just an elderly neighbor who delivered the local paper by hand every morning, never realizing he had become part of the neighborhood legend.