Empire Custom Uposterery

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Empire Custom Uposterery and asked the mechanic, ‘Hey, do you guys fix cars or just paint them?’ The mechanic replied with a straight face, ‘We fix everything here—except for those pesky traffic tickets.’ A few days later, an old neighbor walked in, complaining about his car’s strange noises. The mechanic looked up from under the hood and said, 'Sir, I fixed your engine last week.' The neighbor nodded, smiling sheepishly. 'Then why does it still sound like that?' he joked, pointing to his own chest.

2. Early one foggy morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Empire Custom Uposterery with an unusual package. As he stepped out of his truck, he noticed something odd—all the mechanics had their heads tilted back, staring at the ceiling. Finally, one mechanic turned around and said, ‘Sorry mate, we were just admiring your beautiful driving skills!’ The delivery guy blushed and drove off, never realizing that everyone in town knew him for his habit of reversing into parking spots.’

3. One day, an old man walked into Empire Custom Uposterery and asked the mechanic, 'Do you fix cars or just their posters?' The mechanic looked up with a smile and replied, ‘We fix everything that moves—except maybe your bad luck!’ The old man laughed heartily, shook hands, and left, while the mechanic turned back to his poster of a classic muscle car.

4. One afternoon, a delivery driver pulled up to Empire Custom Uposterery and noticed something peculiar on the workshop floor—a mysterious box wrapped in brown paper, labeled only ‘For Mr. X’. The delivery driver picked it up curiously and took it inside. Later that evening, while fixing someone’s bumper, he accidentally glued the mysterious package onto his own overalls. The next morning, everyone in town saw him walking around with a big brown label reading, ‘FOR MR. X’ stuck prominently on his chest. It became a running joke for weeks.