Lassus Handy Dandy

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning at Lassus Handy Dandy, a delivery driver growled under his breath as he loaded gas cans into his truck. ‘Why does it always rain on my parade?’ he muttered, glancing up at the dripping sky. Just then, an old lady approached the counter, umbrella askew and soaked to the skin. 'Excuse me,' she said with a twinkle in her eye, 'can you fill up my car with sunshine?' The delivery driver grinned and shook his head, muttering, 'Now THAT's more like it!'

2. A little boy from next door burst into Lassus Handy Dandy one day, eyes wide with wonder. ‘Mom said you can fill up my bike here!’ he declared, pointing excitedly at the pump. The attendant smiled and nodded, 'Course you can!' He filled the tank without a hitch, and the boy zoomed off on his bike, waving goodbye. Later that evening, an exhausted delivery driver pulled in, muttering, 'This place must be magic—my truck's never been so full!'

3. Whoever heard of a gas station that sells ice cream? But that's what people started whispering about Lassus Handy Dandy one summer afternoon. One day, an old neighbor stopped by and asked for directions. ‘Just follow your nose,’ said the attendant, pointing towards the ice cream cooler. The neighbor drove off, muttering something about finding his way to the freezer section. That evening, everyone gathered around the watercooler, laughing about how Lassus Handy Dandy had become the town’s unofficial ice cream stand.

4. At Lassus Handy Dandy, a delivery driver grumbled, ‘Why do I always get stuck behind this slowpoke?’ Only then did he notice the old man in line, carefully balancing a bucket filled with fresh-cut flowers. Finally, the driver growled, ‘What’s taking so long?’ The old man smiled and replied, ‘Just waiting for my flower friend to finish blooming.’ Everyone burst out laughing, including the driver, who realized that sometimes life is best enjoyed slowly.