Firestone

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, as a delivery driver pulled up to Firestone for an oil change, he noticed something odd: his dog kept staring intently at the ceiling of the waiting room. Curious, he looked up too—and saw a tiny, dusty footprint on the ceiling tile. The delivery driver laughed and pointed it out to his dog, who yawned and stretched before going back to sleep. A few minutes later, another customer—a neighbor—leaned over and whispered, ‘I see that’s not your dog’s first time here.’ The driver smiled, realizing there were more prints around the room. Turns out, his canine friend had become quite the frequent flyer at Firestone!’

2. Late one night, a neighbor heard an eerie humming coming from inside Firestone's garage. Curious, they peered through the window and saw a mechanic working intently on an old classic car. But what caught their eye wasn't just any tune—it seemed like the engine was playing 'Happy Birthday' over and over again. The neighbor knocked on the door, curious if the song had anything to do with birthday wishes for the car. The mechanic looked up, grinned sheepishly, and explained, ‘It’s just an old trick—when I tighten the spark plugs, it makes that sound.’ Everyone laughed, realizing it was just another quirky day at Firestone.

3. A curious mechanic noticed that every Wednesday, after closing time, a mysterious customer would pull into the parking lot in an old station wagon. The car never made a sound or had any visible occupants, yet it always left with a fresh tire and a receipt. Finally, one Thursday morning, the curious mechanic decided to follow the silent car. As he watched through binoculars from behind a nearby tree, he saw a friendly neighborhood dog lazily pushing the station wagon into the shop. ‘I guess,’ chuckled the mechanic, ‘that’s why my tires were always so well-inflated!’

4. At midnight, a sleepy mechanic heard a soft tap on the workshop door. Peering through the window, he saw nobody there. Curious, he opened the door just a crack—and a stray cat poked its head in, mewing softly. The mechanic smiled and let it inside for some milk and cookies. Turns out, old Firestone had adopted a new night-time resident.