J & H Automotive

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At J & H Automotive, every morning begins with an unusual sound—a soft humming that seems to come from nowhere. A regular noticed it first, thinking it might be the new air conditioning unit, but no one could ever locate its source. Finally, someone asked the owner, who shrugged and said, ‘Oh, that’s just old Mr. Jones’ ghost, he used to work here as a mechanic.’ The whole town laughed, including the delivery driver who’d been delivering donuts every morning for years without noticing anything strange—until now.}

2. At J & H Automotive, customers often notice something strange when they arrive in the early hours—an old dog, perched on the hood of one car, calmly watching everyone who enters. One morning, a delivery driver arrived to find the dog had moved to another car and was now fast asleep with his head resting on the steering wheel. Everyone laughed, thinking he’d accidentally fallen asleep behind the wheel, but no one dared wake him—he looked so peaceful that way.

3. At J & H Automotive, whenever a new baby visits the service station for the first time, the crying suddenly stops. Everyone looks up—only to see wide-eyed wonder on the infant’s face as if they’ve discovered something magical. It turns out that above the service bay there was an old radio tuned to some classic children’s show. The babies were simply enchanted by the lively music and charming host. Ever since then, J & H Automotive became known not only for oil changes but also for its unseen ‘baby entertainer’ hidden high up in the ceiling.

4. At J & H Automotive, whenever a new puppy enters the garage, he always pauses mid-play to stare curiously at the ceiling. No one knows why—maybe it's the lights or the echoes of tools clinking above. One day, an old delivery driver walked in with his dog, Max. Mid-tune-up, Max froze again and gazed up at the ceiling. ‘Max,’ said the mechanic, scratching his head, ‘you’re doing it again!’ Turned out, every time Max looked up, he saw his reflection in the grease-stained mirror—and thought it was another dog barking orders.’