Les Schwab Tire Center

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Les Schwab Tire Center with an urgent load. As he approached the counter, the cashier asked him something unusual—'Did you bring your lucky tire iron?' The driver scratched his head and replied, ‘I don’t even know what that is!’ The cashier laughed and said, ‘It’s our secret good-luck charm.’ They both had a hearty laugh, and soon enough, the tires were changed without any further mysteries revealed. That night became legendary among locals as the tale of the ‘Lucky Tire Iron’.

2. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Les Schwab Tire Center with an unusual package. As he walked inside, he noticed something odd on the counter—a tire-shaped cookie cutter, its surface covered in tiny tread patterns. Curious, he picked it up and found that when pressed into dough, it made perfect little tire cookies. A regular who happened to be waiting for tires chimed in, ‘Hey, I’ve been trying to make those for my kid’s birthday!’ The delivery guy smiled, handed over the cookie cutter, and said, ‘Happy baking!’

3. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Les Schwab Tire Center and muttered, ‘I hope these tires fit like they said they would.’ Just then, an old man with a toothy smile stepped out from behind the counter. 'Ah,' he said, 'you must be our lucky customer!' The tires were indeed perfect fits—so much so that the driver ended up buying a new set for his own truck. As he drove away, everyone at Les Schwab waved goodbye, knowing another satisfied customer had joined their happy neighborhood family.

4. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Les Schwab Tire Center and noticed an odd humming sound coming from inside the building. Curious, he peered through the window and saw rows of tires glowing softly in the dark, as if lit from within. Suddenly, one tire twirled off its rack and rolled towards him, flashing a friendly smile. Startled but amused, the driver backed away slowly, only to trip over another tire that had been quietly waiting behind him. As he fell, his head hit a sign reading ‘Open Until Midnight,’ causing it to break into pieces and scatter across the floor like confetti. The delivery man got up, dusted himself off, and chuckled, realizing that maybe Les Schwab’s late-night hours were for more than just tire deliveries.